Winter has come
Winter's come and the drifting tide
calls to the braves
all the boats are prepared
and I will give my farewell
I always came here alone … my heart
and far ahead
a wide open sea
and behind us
an abandoned pier
miles and miles
of waiting tears
she's waving goodbye
darling wait for me
I'll be back home …
and now
a loud crash we hear
from above
and seek from the bottom
and I found a place
close to dark blue
restless arms
take me to shore again
with the promise I made
I imagine the headlines
disappeared without trace
I am bound like the rest of us
to the curve of a wave
and the memories of sailing out again

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