When i was 7, we still lived in Carrickfergus, Northern Ireland. There was this old cemetary that every kid in the neighbourhood was afraid of. Being terribly rebellious i spent much time playing hide and seek there with my brothers. I remember coming across an old aging gravestone with an angel standing next to it. I thought to myself 'i want two angels to guard me when i die'. And all of a sudden the fog came down covering my sight and for a moment i thought i had lost my brothers. It was the scariest moment of my life. Suddenly i felt a cold hand resting on my left shoulder. I turned around... To my surprise... There was my father, smiling at me vaguely. He found me.
'No boy your age should be wandering alone in a cemetary' he said.
I took his hand and kissed it gently, held him so tight. He bent down to kiss me back. Then we walked among the gravestones in silence, with the fog swirling round us like ghosts. I was holding his hand tight all the way back home. I was thinking, so was he. But i knew we knew what the other was thinking.

My father...

We are standing before the world.
Hand in hand, touching as it gets cold. Reflection of the moon in your eyes.
The lights of the universe are seeping through our souls as we arise.

We sit by the lake still.
You are naked and radiant.
With the moonlight poured down from heaven on your skin.
In so many ways you make me feel.

You are tonight's miracle.
You hold my hand and whisper
''Don't drive me home tonight...''

I smile.

There was a tree by the river.
There he used to stand alone like a rover.
Touching the water with such a longing.
Emitting his true love and feelings.

Last leaves of autumn were falling.
And he breathed the sweetness of the air as he swaggered along the river.
He said his grace as snow started to fall.
Like a million stars of silver.

I found his footprints in the snow.
I followed him among the blackening trees into the forest.
I saw him standing there by the water and i had always known.
Among these trees, by the river he wanted to rest.

He turned around and stared at me for a while.
He walked closer toward me and smiled.
I felt happy as if i had caught a hare with my own hands.
He carried me on his shoulder as he ran.

I felt his hair on my face.
I felt his heartbeat as we raced.
I felt such a child's whim.
I felt myself in him.

Blue paradise under the drenched shade of rain.
Sand on my feet feels so real as i walk barefoot along the shore.
I want to believe that the universe is moving toward me.
I want to believe i can run to the ends of the ocean at speed of tachyons.
Crystal, waters, all green as far as i can see.
No poetries can capture the beauty that is swirling round before my eyes.
Brand new waves have come to enlightened my soul once again.
Like they always did
Beneath the surface i leave my footprints like watermarks.
I see what others can't
Colours of the world on hold forever.
To please the eyes of the earth's sons.
My body is emitting... reflecting...
My voice is synthesized, reformed.
Merging with the rhythm of the waves.
Once again...

I want to believe the colours of universe are in my sight.
I want to believe again.
Till the next waves come across me.

I walked myself to a night club because i was terribly weary.
I had a lot of wine with ice cubes and i did not feel sorry.
You weren't there you didn't see.
You didn't share you didn't feel.

My life was swirling around in a glass of red wine.
If i could've spoken only with vowel sound, i wouldn't have gone blind.
The song was good people were dancing.
Music was the food that i'd been seeking.

In the twilights of the dance floor i felt alone.
They could not see my core or where i belonged.
I held the empty air once again and embodied your present to dance with.
My sweatdrops were falling like rain as i danced the song away so weird.

Another year had gone by and you weren't there.
I didn't want to try as much as you didn't want to share.
Share your days with me like you always had before.
Though the man in me kept saying you were what i had been seeking for.

It was an american melody i danced away.
Just a cliché melancholy to drag me away.
From the man i had been.
From you that i had seen.

Was it the wine, the music, or me?
Run out of time, had i?

You weren't there...
You didn't see...
You didn't share...
You didn't feel...

Empty hearts, cold faces.
Old tapering hands reaching out for ancient traces.
I feel old and delayed.
My face is gaunt in despair.

I have never walked so far away from myself before...

I was in bed when you came in sight
You lay down and held me tight.
Kissed me as you carressed my hair gently.
And then you sang me goodnight heavenly.

And then you opened your eyes.
And suddenly you went wise.
You saw you had come home to the wrong one.
You got up fast and away i saw you run.

Apparently you realized it was not my turn that night.
I could not sleep though my eyes were closed tight.