Trespassing

What the Future Holds
- We Shan’t Be Told
Words & music by Væring 1995

What the future holds
we shan't be told
we won't know until
the present is the past
of countless embraces
and flashes of joy
there'll be no promises made

We shan't be told of kisses
and the promises they hold
of how sometimes
they merely seal the past
of the long mornings in bed
the letters of love
the poetry of lonely hotel rooms

So on this quiet day
let's just sail away
on oceans of empathy

We shan't be told of bodies
that are aching for love
longing for something
far beyond each other
or of the times a lover
will leave in anger
and of the lightness of just being
after his sweet return
after he so sweetly came back

So on this quiet day
let's just sail away
on oceans of empathy

Sail away
on this quiet day
on oceans of empathy
to the other side of the stream

We shan't be told
if curiosity will fade
we probably won't notice
even as it happens
if years full of intimacy
after the years filled with love
will follow the years full of desire

So on this quiet day
let's just sail away
on oceans of empathy

Sail away on this quiet day

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