The day that crossed your life
breathing through with one last goodbye of inhaled memories

and as the boat arrives
I lay these coins on your eyes for your journey


waiting for the tide to come take you away
the air is chill and water calls the name ~ I remember


the man now kneels on your grave

one last time holding your hand

we walk to the twilight until we disappear


no flowers on your grave

the dirt just staining hands

come back for me until we disappear...again...


my head is going down

the hands let go as the dark sand lets go the burnt wood

the black boat heads on

wings bend back I break here ~ where you left!



I know I should stay strong, some say life goes on

my life’s sailing to the mist as the oars keep screaming


...the boat is gone...but I’m still here

bleeding memories on the sand

with dead flowers in my hand...


...saw the blur ~ approaching gale

and I know it’s strong

I just close my fists and wait...



our eyes will show no fear until we disappear


...until we disappear...