Moving

Press your fingers against the strings

This is where the song begins

Pinch a hair from the tip of your tongue

Close your eyes and fill your lungs

Here is where her neck begins

Feel the blood inside your skin

It's moving

Blink the day from the side of your eyes

Here is where the road meets sky

The turning tyres on the tar

And the shapely shadow of your car

I'm moving through the air that's moving too

That little darkness follows you

Back to where her neck begins

And back to fingers on the strings

That are moving

Moving so fast it goes past

You don't notice it move

Moving so slow that you don't even know that it's moving