Still waters run deep beneath my
Discomfort. Still thoughts flash like
Silver fish under the bridge of unspoken emotion.
You've been gone too long. Things
Have changed, man.
Clouds are overhead, threatening
To break, but all I feel is a sense of
Nostalgia, and the fleeting awareness of loss.
You don't follow me across that bridge,
Broken as it is now.
I turn to watch you, I'm asking the
Questions. You've moved on from
Where we used to stand. Gone, gone, far.
The waters stir black under the wind,
It's a shame.
Your journey continues, though. Storm
Or not, you're leaving me. Past or not, you've
Moved ahead. Taking your friends with you, leaving
Me behind with the driving wind and the
Cutting droplets.
I'm soaked through, in body and spirit.
I've felt the burn of your passing shadow.
Now I welcome the floods, let heaven break over
Me. Let its gates shower me down with
Forgetfulness and peace.
Cause you've gone.
You've left me.
You're never coming back.
But I can't bring myself
To feel a thing.
So I'll just lie here by my pool of shadows.
