We’re composed of time parting us away
Paradise lost
Stolen
In the grand scheme

Like a sailor ashore on sea
We are moving
But it seems to me
In an opposite direction

By a slow fading sunset
Of salmon skies,
Soaraway waves,
Rolling to shore,
And perhaps
You & I
Will entangle
When the tide settles down
Thoughts cross
To tumble into one

So I’ll meet you
At the end by Spanish Banks
To walk along frosted sand

Where are our paradise
Together
Will soon be found