Face the Waves - Crustation

No tomorrows

Left in shadow

I like the discipline to

Face the waves and

Drown inside of them

My nature is to spin like a

Grain of sand whenever a tide comes in

The certainties have shifted

Words deleted incompleted

The hissing drift of wintering

Scalded scar of his words leaves a stain

No tomorrows

Left in shadow

Like beggars we would meet again

In the months to come and the years

Exchanging consciousness

Exchanging reason and tears

Released from all the pain

Only a bittersweet savor remains

And the barest have to glow

A trace of that state of floating is

No tomorrows left in shadow

No tomorrows left in shadow

No tomorrows left in shadow

No tomorrows left in shadow

No tomorrows left in shadow

No tomorrows left in shadow