We will find the place

A longing, if not to get to be by your side, then to sit and silently watch time slide

As the words travel back and forth without finding a sentence to connect to 

As meanings get lost and we do too 

I have nothing special to say. I have nothing specific to give

All that I have is a shiver in my voice 

As the words drop down to their knees to beg you: 

Give us some time. Give us some time to find home

We will find the place where you can be safe.