She stands twelve feet above the flood
The loneliness grows
One by one her senses die
Starting at the violent sound
I would have left the world all bleeding
Everything was true
The words all have left me
Oh Fucshia!
She stares
Alone
Across the water
And slowly
Fills her frozen body
Sliding downwards
The memories fade
And leave her eyes
Still seeing worlds that never were
And one by one the bright birds leave her...
She tries to turn
But final
Noiseless
Slips and strikes her soft dark head
The water bows
Recieves her
And drowns her at its ease...
Could I only help you love
The fleeting shapes
So many years ago
So young and beautiful and brave
It couldn't be a story...
I wish it was all true
I wish it couldn't be a story
Lifeless
Hoping
Breathing like the drowning man
You leave me
Breathing like the drowning man
Breathing like the drowning man