In Capitola where the waves do play
I sat alone on a perfect day
Fifteen souls with boards in hand
Dancing on water a serene band
Oh the sun it shines on the fortunate ones
But even in light our shadows run
In this paradise I sit and pine
For the worlds we lose again and again
I captured time in frames so still
But the future haunts with a chilling thrill
An empty beach a silent plea
Waves whisper secrets back to me
Why do I mourn while still alive?
Tears fall for moments that don't survive
A spectral thought a ghost's embrace
In every smile a hidden trace
Thoughts turned to a friend her steps unsure
Voicemail echoes a heart impure
Her loss a shadow passed in the night
Lost in the ether out of sight
Synchronicity a cruel old friend
Brings us tokens of the end
A dog tag buried a date engraved
Marking love that couldn't be saved
At the Hideout with ghosts beside
The past and present in me confide
Two years to the day a memory's cost
Synchronicity's gain but what have I lost?