On the scenic route from the station   In the midst of conversation   We came up with something quite perceptive   It's surprising, but if you talk for long enough it's likely      On the steps up to your flat you expanded   And I lost our train of thought   It eventually transpired the train derailed   As we reflected   Amid the tea and midnight toast   The perception's sadly lost      And like the Cam runs down through the city and out again   I'm only catching on to things   Just as they're falling from my reach      And like the conference team in its struggle to start again   There's many callings on my time   And others falling by the side