of how things used to be,
I want to say
come back

so constant is the lapping shore of change

july
so sweet and shy
passive yet
pass swiftly by

july
a long goodbye
and every year
you make me cry

july
don't even try
cause when you're done
the end is nigh

july
if only I
could hold the tune
of your name
sigh

pelicans remind the forest
of life beyond the wood

darling girl
be optimistic in your ventures

because how you see the world
becomes your reality

The sea of life has no harbours.

beneath the door
a yellow line

what's happening
on the other side

hours gone
spent talking alone

wishing you
could go back home

a knock, a sigh,
a hushed goodbye

I'll be here till
the end is nigh

I'll be the bedrock of your home