A Song for Mr. Smith

We talked about seventeen seconds
In a squared stiff box
Ended up with a query

We sent a wish to the night
Then it went down like falling sand
Vanished between impossible things

So we made it
Counting the days on windy June
Back and forward in a deep green sea
And miles and miles and miles and miles and miles

Away from home again…

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