Now that you have all that space
I guess that you will want to fill it
My new space is a much smaller place
But still with dreams I wish to instil it
Look back beyond the past
Inside the cardboard box
You that’s cast for life to last
Ploughed, furrowed, pulled by the ox
The photographs and late night notes
Advertisements for the theatre
Packed away, that was yesterday
How to explain, how did I mistreat her
That solemn vow, maybe now
Would be the time to ask
Momenta passed as slow time flashed
An untied knot of memories masked