Fear of forgotten ambitions ever coming true
Twisted hawthorns and country lanes
Flooded with the autumn rains
The mud underfoot, rivers of silt and sand
In deep embedded migration
My dear, I tried to have something to say
Except that which I had forgotten
I lost my way in the heatwave
The passages of corporate governance
Missed perchance connections
Angry, I stumbled over in anger
Outside the still sky turns grey
The light moves right across the equator
