Be twice alive with young and open eyes in a perfect
Place that levels speed and size. O, the perfect love

That we would find there! Well, it won't be right and it
Won't be wrong, 'cause there's no such thing with the
Language gone. Things will clear in the make-up of the


New air (this will make better sense when we get there,
My dear). And everything I'll see is only everything

That's good to me. All afraid, none of us alone!