Travel, arrival Years of an inch and a step toward a source I'm coming to you I'll be there in time - Suzanne Vega

When the darkness takes you
With her hand across your face
Don't give in too quickly Find the thing she's erased

You come from far away
With pictures in your eyes
Of coffeeshops and morning streets
In the blue and silent sunrise
But night is the cathedral
Where we recognized the sign
We strangers know each other now
As part of the whole design

"It is always nice to see you"
Says the man behind the counter
To the woman who has come in
She is shaking her umbrella And I look the other way
As they are kissing their hellos
And I'm pretending not to see them