Tin Meridian
When love dies it’s not the passion
It’s not the body - erection or attraction
It’s not the excitement
It’s not the money or the movement
When love dies
It’s because you see that person
Coming through a door
And you don’t smile
You don’t seek them
And you don’t care if they’re gone
And you don’t say I love you to start and end the day
That’s the tin
That’s the acid
That’s the ocean of time
To pass to end
