When I waded into the sea

I hadn’t even learned how to swim

Yet still I floated as in a dream

Until the tide washed my body

Back to her beaches

When I walked into the room

I didn’t even know my name

Yet somehow I felt to blame

For everything that would happen

In the future . . .

When she smiled and took me in

I had never seen her face

Yet somehow it all fell into place

Like I had been staring forever

At her picture . . .

When I opened up the door

I heard someone call out a name

Yet it never did sound the same

As when she called to tell me

There was no future . . .

Reflections of a thousand years

She has left me here with no tears

No fears

She has painted me into a corner

To drift alone at morning

To float along in mourning

When I waded into the sea

I heard someone call out a name

I knew I would take the blame

For everything that would happen

In the future .