Searching for diamonds in a sulphur mine
leaning on props which are rotten
hoping for anything, looking for a sign
that I am not forgotten
lost in a labyrinth of future mystery
tracing my steps, all mistaken
trusting to everything, praying it can be
that I am not forsaken.
I wait by the door, wondering
when you will come and keep me warm
I pray for the end of the night
hoping the light will still the storm
which presently entraps me
helpless sea-monster stranded on the shore
marooned in an ecstasy of waiting
I yearn, although knowing
that I shall dive no more
in the tide already racing.
My lungs burst to cry: – Finally
how could you leave me here to die?
I freeze in the chill of this place
with no friendly face to smile goodbye
how could you let it happen? -
How could you let it happen?
Dreams, hopes and promises
fragments out of time
all of these things have been spoken
but still you don’t understand how it feels
when I’m waiting for them to be broken