The four were before
Now the one and the three
The three is not me
Obviously I am the one
Being a one made me undone
I know not if the three think of me
Awake and wondering what could be
That's a job for the one every night
To change the past and make it right
The three a family I once had cherished
The four no more for it has perished
The Prime the Scout and the Small
Once a Bear now not at all
I'm now just one I chose to sleep
To move the clock and count the sheep
On the plane I cried and holidays lost
For I begged to be forgiven at any cost
The gate is locked on my emotions
Deciding to follow all my notions
I should have listened I should have cared
For now I'm all alone and oh so scared
I will never be an even number unless the three agree
Unless I become zero and take the one with me.
