In the end i hear you two mutter with lovestruck smiles five years out of college beyond the point where we are now i listen i always do i have no idea where we will be if you will be an engineer like you said, working with your hands and if you will be an artist at home, with a baby in your arms and i, i will be neck deep in knowledge with the air of a foreign nation kissing my skin i have no idea where we will be in the future but for now we can talk, ramble and speak we can dream