gone all the way over
gone to the other shore
like a mantra the waves
roll in and she listens
to hear that eternal
sweet low repetition she says
I??¦ carefully booting
my trail through the sand
crossing the dunes over repossessed land
gone, gone, gone all the way over
gone to the other shore
while dead sharp I wait
she says all these questions
are useless to ask
make one fine scrapcollection she says
floodgate of memories
comes to a hold
dead sharp I wait till the story unfolds
like a mantra the waves
roll in and she listens
to hear that eternal
sweet low repetition