It’s the end of the line.
I can’t say that we didn’t have a good time.
But failure’s coming. I predict.
Our lives aboard a sinking ship.
Deny it or live in despair.
Why build a road that goes nowhere?

I am set, In my ways.
And there ain’t no future without any change,
But we both fail in compromise,
And so it’s time to say goodbye,
As pain inflames and swells inside,
I look into your starry eyes.

And I remember, I am on a lonely spheroid.
In an elliptical orbit.
Round a slowly burning focus,
with its own elliptical locus.
Though some day it will destroy us,
we’ve got many days before us.

And I say, “It is not the time.”
As we keep on moving oh so quickly through space-time.
Ambivalent as either point is justified.
Around with no compulsion to decide.

I remembered, I was on a lonely spheroid.
In an elliptical orbit.
Round a slowly burning focus,
with its own elliptical locus.
Though some day it will destroy us,
we’ve got many days before us.

Then I realized they never will look to the end,
No completion, they cycle again and again.
That’s the way that our lives were intended to be,
I will focus on you if you’ll focus on me.
Hold my hand girl and stand on the major axis.
And we’ll live...
And we’ll live...

And we’ll live...elliptically.