One last time I will return,
to the place I used to play,
One last time I will relearn,
how to find my way,

I told you I would be back,
and when and where I'd be,
once more I'm on the track,
where you first had found me,

So set the pieces,
this time won't be so hard,
and when the dealing ceases,
will you hold my card?

an exchange of words,
call it a conversation,
like wingless birds,
no hope of reaching our destination,

but try again we must,
to feed our curiosity,
why do I have to trust,
a mouth that moves at such a velocity.