and so, babe:

the build up lasted for days
lasted for weeks, lasted too long

our hero withdrew when there was two
he could not choose one so there was none
worn into the vaguely announced



...the spinning top made a sound like a train accross the valley
and it faded oh so quiet but constant 'til it passed
over the ridge into the distances written on a ticket
to remind you
where to stop
when to get off