in the lull of this barren moment br a strangling feeling creeps in br i struggle to keep my composure br br it arises waiting to overpower me br tear down that V-A-C-A-N-C-Y sign br and 'fill my emptiness' is my plea br br i folded together a paper plane br to relieve me of being lonesome br it's flight brings me soaring free br br while the wait for your return br is a task supremely daunting br it's left me to extreme exposure br br so i pick up my chin to say br meet me yonder in turquoise dreams br your absence withold from 'We' br br br `br br Frederick Kesnerbr br