The wind has wrenched all hands away

And ripped and torn the sail

But the sea grows somewhat calmer

As storms ply against the hull



Still I hope that time has something left

To show that I was here

Before sinking into oceans

Of blurred forgotten years



My intention is a stranger moment

Apart from the world we share

And all of our enchanted musings

Fell lost between the here

And the there



The lights upon the farthest plain

Ascending with the storms

Where children and dreamers separate

And a gulf within us forms



And I hope when they replay the verse

Our tongues fell deep to speak

The words are less confusing

And the rhythm not so weak



But my intention is a stranger moment

Apart from the world we share

And all our hopes of happiness

Survive, between the here

And the there