Transit - The Receiver, Böhm

Tell me, always ancient

Why it was then, why you came in so quickly

Right when my home, my home was uninviting.

Tell me, ancient

All of it’s real and ready to be carried on undying.

So heavy this weight is a part of its charm,

So timeless the wait carries us on.

If I go, if you pass on

Call out my name, I will be calling yours.

Just ask me to stay, I will stay with you.

Ask me to wait, I’ll follow you into

All seasons full of color, all dials perennial.

I will stay with you.

Ask me to wait, I’ll never leave you alone.

All of our shadows annulled, all dials perennial.

Never faded and never cold.

Never buried and never mourned.

Always carried with this weight, such a part of its charm,

So timeless the wait carries us on in transit.

If we pass on

Just call out my name, I will be calling yours.