[Lieutenant]



What child

This night

Whose dreams

Take flight?



What child

Somewhere

Sleeps

Unaware?



What life

That yet

Has no

Regrets?



What child

Who knows

What dreams

I've closed?



Time floats on

As I write these letters

That you'll never see



Still each one's gone

Placed in a bottle

So tides they might follow

And somehow find their way to thee



What child

This night

Whose wings

Take flight?



On evening

Winds

What dreams

Begins?



Each day

Begets

Its own

Regrets



Do I

Dare wait

Or joust

With fate?



Time floats on

As I write these letters

That you'll never see



Still each one's gone

Placed in a bottle

So the tides they might follow

And somehow find their way to thee