She stands twelve feet above the flood

     She stares 

     Alone 

     Across the water

   

     The loneliness grows and slowly

     Fills her frozen body

     Sliding downwards

     

     One by one her senses die

     The memories fade

     And leave her eyes

     Still seeing worlds that never were

     And one by one the bright birds leave her...

   

     Starting at the violent sound

     She tries to turn

     But final 

     Noiseless

     Slips and strikes her soft dark head

     The water bows 

     Receives her

     And drowns her at its ease...



     Would I have left the world all bleeding

     Could I only help you love

     The fleeting shapes

     So many years ago

     So young and beautiful and brave

     

     Everything was true

     It couldn't be a story

     I wish it was all true 

     I wish it couldn't be a story

    

     The words all left me

     Lifeless

     Hoping

     Breathing like the drowning man 

     

     You leave me 

     Breathing like the drowning man 

     Breathing like the drowning man...