leaving my shape in the grass where i lay.

the riverbed runs again, 

theres plenty for everyone i love.

as the ship of my life crosses paths with the girl from my other,

the cannons fire.

the ships cat awakens, light on her tawn. 

she stretches, long and furious.

she hears music from the other side of the world, 

and under the music, a call of FIRE. 

the ship rocks, sways, tolls and sinks.

a girl, very young, makes chains in the trees. 

and as evening falls hard upon her, her mothers life becomes hers.

and the ship of my life approaches the next.