Through the brass window sills
Past the embroidered ivy green,
Lilting voices chorus away
Chants of spirits seeking solace
In the folds of time, some bygone days
The sandcastles we built
Couldn't possibly be crumbling away.

I walked away in pregnant hope
To build more than ephemeral lies
They laced their fingers in mine
Crooning a sweet lullaby
Stay till the sunset
Till the sun bleeds to death
Stay, and we'll be connecting dots
In the night sky of a glorious past.

Maybe the ruins have in them,
What a future never does.
Tangible testimony
Of a brawl against time
But love, I'm letting go
Nostalgia is morphine
You're wasted on.

Tell me I'm a Titanic
Headed for the iceberg
You'll forever be a dinghy
Tethered to the boardwalk
Tomorrow,
You'll lose the yesterday
You drugged on.