On the scenic route from the station
In the midst of conversation
We came up with something quite perceptive
It's surprising, but if you talk for long enough it's likely
On the steps up to your flat you expanded
And I lost our train of thought
It eventually transpired the train derailed
As we reflected
Amid the tea and midnight toast
The perception's sadly lost
And like the Cam runs down through the city and out again
I'm only catching on to things
Just as they're falling from my reach
And like the conference team in its struggle to start again
There's many callings on my time
And others falling by the side