Missing

Earliest days in calm and misty dawn

I can reach so far above my head with my height

And I feel fit for fight

With my pace I break out the light

And the cool wind strengthens me to walk on by

But so far beyond my pace

I watch you run over and make me feel foreign inside

And don't ever call again

I want seven undone days

A revolt of my force inside

Thoughtful early autumn days a chestnut in my palm

As I open my lover's eyes to see if they still shine

Though I feel fit for fight

And my pace can break out the light

I need more to make me feel all right