A Still Point

She found you in a sea of desperation And took you to a still point in the air Before the sun had set on your regrets, you turned around and she was there The injuries collected in the daytime Receded in the darkness with the heat Divided into waves across the water moving slowly from our feet The broken limbs, the falling leaves, the hidden signs we both perceived She turned to go, but she stopped to say - well, the words were lost while the radio was playing ‘Cause every time I asked another question And every time she showed me what was there The meaning of the words was left unheard Behind the stillness of her stare The open sky, the open plains, the broken paths, the broken chains You turned to go, but you stopped to say - well, the words were lost while the radio was playing