what i thought i had lost,
a love that would never return,
now fulfills distant dreams-
an unanticipated ecstasy.
but while caught in the midst of it,
how is it that i still think of you?
the one who got so close but still so far away,
the one who buried me deep,
with a voice kept on repeat,
i can’t seem to make that voice,
or those words, go away.
how is it that ‘i keep coming back
to your shores’?
how is it that i keep hoping for more
when i know nothing
will ever come of this?
does the music ever provide the answers
or does it only tell us what we wish to hear?