So Long

So the house is wired from floor to attic, You can't get in or out. And your fast response is automatic, But no one hears your shout. Hoping against a hope, It's rail thin. All that you know from now: You'd be waitin'. So long. So long. So you walk the path through the sea of sleepers And keep your eyes ahead. Cos you know that light is finders keepers, But what you found instead Is no one was made for this, To be lonely. Keep it against your chest, This is only So long. So long. So long. So long. No one can put you back How you were then. Chemicals must react, It's a certain. So long. So long. So long. So long. --- So Long - Jenny Owen Youngs