and we're back where we began br back to the hauntings br to the lonely wanderings br back to where the longings br all began................. br br and we're back at that turnstile br which we crossed hand in hand br only to part at the other side br even as it swayed br even as we kissed br br we're there suspended in time br and nowhere else is there any trace br and the nothingness created by your absence br has left room for pain and regret br for my own fall from grace...