True love it hides like city stars Nothing to gaze upon or contemplate How near or far If it comes, it comes quite unannounced A momentary glance Lit up by sun or moon Or bonfire or ambulance

Oh how the circumstances change Feels unmistakable with no idea from where it came But you will know it when it's gone Zigzagging through the night I've heard you sing your boundless song --Conor Oberst