Water running over my face
It burns my lips and eyes
The ocean waves sliding over and over me
A gasp for breath
Is everything ok now?
A shadow passes across the sun
A ship, my ship, will they see me?
No, a bird... and another, and another.
They are mocking my plight.
I feel the rough sand between my fingers
Bury me here I think, for what a fool I am
Fallen, broken
I am wrong wherever I go
And no tears comes
Just pain, for they will never find me
The mistake, their mistake
If I press my palms hard over my eyes I am there again. Not space, not back on the ship... back in dreams.
Where this all began.
Dreaming the ocean, the sand, and most of all, the pain.
Bury me here then and laugh
I see them now, each one their own dream
Buried deep in shadow and in plain sight.
We will all kiss the flowers won’t we
We will all carry ourselves
Climb up limb to limb
Sowing the wind
Day by day
Until we reap
The whirlwind
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