9.12.03

Swim to shore
We two
Pet the kids
We who
Lose our way
Too dry
Scream and shout
Go hide

With you
Who falls
We who
So small
Can I
Please try
Make it
Good,
a,
gain

Sin for you
Who they
Will find your
Way
While go way
Nice and
Come back

Home


Thank you, for everything.

And you're welcome.

I'll see you again.

In another life, maybe.


Who knows?