No-One Ever Goes There

Between the dawning and the dusk there is a space to climb into Under the failing lights of all the things you thought you'd never do Across the stream and up the valley where the deeper silence hides Into the forest where the sunlight falls in splinters through your eyes No-one ever goes there, no-one ever goes there Between the morning and the evening and the moments in between Although the moss has overgrown the place remembered in your dreams High above the lazy buzzards catch a glimpse of weary weeds Down in the earth you hold your breath and eat the damage of your deeds No-one ever goes there, no-one ever goes there