Some Conversation

I'm taking off this hat

And walking to the sun.

I'm changing this and that and things

I'm done with everyone.

I slip into the sea

And turn my back on sand

And diamonds that may be, or not.

I'll play the final hand.

To check it all

And throw it all away,

But I would always wait for you.

I'll pass my time in sleep

With dreams that make me weep

And all I want's an explanation.

The little time I need

The time you won't concede

And we require some conversation.

I'm checking off this list

Of things that stay undone

And running hard when called upon

I'm done with everyone.

I step into the air

My face against the ground

Foot prints that may lead or not

Never let me down.

To check it all

And throw it all away

But I would always wait for you.

The final demand

The colour your smile

All hidden from view

That burn me

Freeze me

Deceive me

And you.