The wind has wrenched all hands away And ripped and torn the sail But the sea grows somewhat calmer As storms ply against the hull Still I hope that time has something left To show that I was here Before sinking into oceans Of blurred forgotten years For my intention is a stranger moment Apart from the world we share And all of our enchanted musings Fell lost between the here And the there The lights upon the farthest plain Ascending with the storms Where children and dreamers separate And a gulf within us forms And I hope when they replay the verse Our tongues fell deep to speak The words are less confusing And the rhythm not so weak But intention is a stranger moment Apart from the world we share And all our hopes of happiness Survive between the here And the there