Beyond the city's sphere of radiance
Beyond the traffic noise and violence
The sea exhales a gentle roar
Its opiate mist churns ever forth
It's where the ring I almost gave
Then cast in anger to the waves
Washes up on the shore
And lets us start over
Where evil ambitions
Sink like heavy stones
And the dogs of war
Cannot chew our weary bones
It's where we all came from
When we were cells in the brine
And where we all return
To be swallowed by the tide
Where my mother's songs still fill the house
In the town where we grew up
And our skins grown thick from lives of pain
Are soft and we can trust again
Possibilities bloom and enfold
Like the fractal plumes from your cigarettes
Where faith abides in the curling wisps
These younger selves must still exist
Old I-love-yous
Awaiting a response
Hang in the air
Lit by an always setting sun
Every animal that ever lived
Still treads along the shores
The lions and the lambs
Lie huddled in the coves
We must still exist
There must still be hope
There must still be time
Time to get it right