And quietly, without a sound, some dear people are heading somewhere else. That's what it said on the desk. Ugly dream. Past friends, future friends, another song of the same band says. I know your handwriting. I know you to the depths of your signature, I once wrote, for you. You never read it, it was between past and future. We never know when we shall meet again. I spurred it on a little and invited you to see the reunion show. For a past birthday. Today it’s here again. Have two songs, one dog and me who is staying.