Sunset Drift

Dusk approaches and I grab my keys
Doors shut, windows down, I take in the breeze
I hear your voice, and my senses awake

And with the sunset drift
You’re there with me again
But no matter how fast I drive
Moonlight can’t keep the memory of you alive

Dawn approaches and so does my fear
Of yet another day without you here
I hear your voice, but I’m still alone

And with the sunset drift
You’re there with me again
But no matter how fast I drive
Moonlight can’t keep the memory of you alive

Here the sunrise comes
But I can’t let you fade, not now
Praying for an eclipse
Pray that somehow, the axis slips
Pray for some sort of reprieve
In a heaven I wish I believed
Plead for more time without the light
Try to hold on with all my might

But in the sunlight’s view
Perhaps we can begin anew

The Prisoner

The Prisoner has no name, no face
No record of their crimes
A blank slate in shackles
A template – merely existing

Creation commences
An unseen hand guides the brush
And memories appear
Their story, finally at hand

The ship, the prison, the cart
Differing locales and times
Forces pulling towards conflict

Yes, there is freedom
But is there truly a choice?
Do all roads lead towards a conclusion?

For without the Hero, there is no Event.
It’s your decision, Prisoner.

Genita

You keep slipping away
Look me in the eyes
And see someone you recognize
Speak in words I can understand
But even if you can’t
I’ll never leave your side

Hold on. Please. For me.

You keep slipping away
Right before my eyes
And now I can recognize
I’ve asked too much of you
Asked far too much
I’ll never leave your side

Let go. Please. For me.

But leave you, I did
Too young to really understand
Too scared to face the truth
Too stupid to see that
Just being there was enough

Hold on. Please. For me.
Let go. Please. For me.
You can let go, Genita
It’s alright, Genita

The Sea Of Ghosts

With anger in our hearts we sail
To melt the snow with our fire
Five Hundred make way through the waves

We make landing on the rocky shores
All ships arrived, save one
I row against the tide to battle the Sea

Storms force me back to the coast
Gales and darkness that seem unending
For two fortnights we wait

The storm breaks at last
Our kinsmen returned, yet lost
For the Sea had claimed their souls

We choke back our tears
As our hopes wash up on the shores
Leaving only ghosts