Seven

In a moment he steps away
And the grin on her lips fades away
And the silence to her is golden
As the plan that she makes out of fear

A sixpence of holdings
Leaves her wallowing
And her thoughts plead
Today is the day

But the strain on her needs
Is what's strangling
Not needed, not wanted, not dear

It's not enough, no not enough at all
Not at all, it's long enough
She says, to fall, long to fall

Travel down her frown
To find the thoughts of love pondering
Justifyingly covering the weak
Her Galahad has just been wandering

Perhaps the steel softens his fall
But we all see his fists rendering
Against his will and back again
No longer just a bad day simmering

It's not enough, no not enough at all
Not at all, it's long enough
She says, to fall, long to fall

So she lands and he smiles
It's over for awhile
And the grasp of his love
Leaves her gasping for air, for air