Within The Spaces

Broken in pieces, this heart exposed.
Extinguished light hardly shows.
From this distance all looks composed,
Looking closer now mistakes are shown.

Within the spaces it’s you and I
Picking up the pieces of our lives.
Within the spaces of our lives
Picking up the pieces, it’s you and I.

I know you’ve been marked down
Passed around, labelled “reduced to clear”
No more than a whisper
In someone’s ear.
Expired. Past the ‘sell-by’ date.
Simply out of fashion.
In it comes, and there it goes
Quicker than anyone knows.

The latest transaction,
Filling up a vacant space.
Is there a need for an explanation
In any kind of disgrace?
Cash it in, exchange this,
Keep the receipt.
In a changing world
It’s all about the people we meet.