Early on I didn’t believe
I couldn’t see
Just let the waves carry me


Before the fog rolled in
But after the frost
I let my sight out to seek


Searching upwards for the key
And there were none
Just black night I see


You had not surfaced
And I thought you slept
Do I have any plans for the week?


You liked to plan for your eternity
I have to have my sleep
I have to say that you can keep


My dangerous, carelessly gorgeous
love for you
declared on now stained diary sheets


pen and ink bled for all to see
That my life is weak
Was weak


But it’s me
who has non patiently waited
I like to plan for my eternity


Look up at the night
before you leave
And I’ll see you in the tear blotted ink