Knowing the end the beginning never happened
the odds crashed in fowl play the magic ended in comments
and then what is left is your soul naked knowing the lies knowing the clownery
knowing the weather but really knowing nothing
the diffident don’t ever return and the mesmerizing waves are ceaseless
Forgive me for leaving you in that September day alone desperate and poor
Forgive me for the madness I run after
Forgive me for nothing
Just forgive yourself for betraying so very much
Thank Gaia 