nights gone by as a consequence days gone by
lives have gone by accordingly selves have gone by

into the tight night fast blasts the finite train
by and by all the cars none stays have rattled by

by a certain stretch of time where it’s always dusk
weeping the light that too has in waves flowed by

has flowed has flown has failed has followed by
high through watery air across an earthy sky

philip are selves typos for slaves one may well ask
hard to find the thing that still saves today but try