I know that you don't see
That there's nothing left here for me
On my own, I've let it go
Like stones that I skim on the sea
This pebbled beach, with its buried memories
Will wash away with the surf and the breeze
And I'll be at ease, finally, with my nightmares and dreams
So long, I won't be retrieved
And there's no use pretending there's peace
I belong to the words in those songs
That live on in spite of you and me
I'll keep within reach of those precious similes
And watch as they pull the hurt out of me
And I'll be at ease, finally, with my nightmares and dreams
I'll be at ease, finally, with my nightmares and dreams