It's always you against the world but it's
Okay to remain silent
To sail through your endless thoughts
Be in your world,
Alone wandering like a traveller of the night

It's okay to be alone.

The day feels unbalanced.
The night feels haunted.
Faces, changed by sodden tears.
Eyes awake but no light behind them.
Everything is switching, on and off.
Friends fall close, some fall away.
Remember them when you speak of them one day.
Stained by morning guilt as the sunrises, touched by shining silk.
A web weaved by the tip of your tongue.
Locked out of life, floating away.
Days float by in a sea of disarray.
One day, on the street.
I'll be brave enough to say hey.

By that time we will be too far away.

As the sunlight fades
And the winter chill is near
And my tan lines linger
I can still feel you here

The warmth of your touch
And the depth of your gaze
The gravelly sound of your voice
Simply sets me ablaze

Though oceans between us
While you’re out to sea
My memory lingers on
The first moment it seized

A warmth without measure
The following days unforeseen
That entropic affection
Traveling through the scenes

I like to sing.
Does that make me a siren?
I’ll lure you in, but if you don’t respond, I’ll quiet down my siren song.
I’ll swim away and won’t try again until you’re in need of a friend.
Just ask me and I’ll sing to you in hopes of making us forever,
But most times they just sail away and I’m left swimming here whichever.
I like to sing, and you can too,
But a sailor makes a siren through.
Again I’ll sing my siren song and I will sing them all to you.