And some were expected to show,

But their love was unsure.

We crossed over the river,

And there was no tension;

It was a day in the life.

The absence was a dividing wall,

And his amulet his attitude.

The day of a thousand carriers;

The tune too had been carried,

But the birds were opposed.

They were finished with the forest

So they stared at their reflections;

To the house of the divines

And down the urban path.

The familiar tune had returned,

And the ritual was spirited

Until the call had come

And a spirit had gone.