It's the coast of a sea from where she is
From where in her eyes I'm a sinking ship
Being held hostage by an ending ocean
The albatross flies lowly
In her eyelids
As witness of my stormy demise

It's the edge of the world where she is
Where she wonders at broken walls
As bitter boarders and lines on her palm
The blood that forms a nation
In her lonely mind
As empty cities and broken hearts

It's night and day from where she is
From where in her dreams the day ends slowly
The sun hangs lowly casting shadows
And the only moon in view
Whispers haunting reminders about when the day was new