On Other Oceans

Freeze the image, take a photograph

Keepsake of a time gone by

Technicolor films play over

The sights and sounds of other lives

Faces come and faces go

Like leaves that dance upon the air

Fragments of half lost recollections

A lost lament for who we were

It isn’t goodbye, it isn’t the end

If we should part

Impressions and traces remain inside

Like shining stars

One day I’ll find you

Out on the waves of other oceans

Looking for land

Safe from the tempests of the seas

Singing the song

Of the expansive cloak of heaven

Singing laments

To the precession of the stars

Sentiment is not my nature

No good from what we might have been

Only time we’ve locked within a moment

The sights and sounds of other lives

At the mercy of Poseidon

Who sets the currents on which we ride

Carried up into the maelstrom

The ebb and flow of precious time

It isn’t goodbye, it isn’t the end

If we should part

Impressions and traces remain inside

Like shining stars

One day I’ll find you

Out on the waves of other oceans

Looking for land

Safe from the tempests of the seas

Singing the song

Of the expansive cloak of heaven

Singing laments

To the precession of the stars

It isn’t goodbye, it isn’t the end

If we should part

Impressions and traces remain inside

Like shining stars

Across the years

Watch the changing of the seasons

Looking for land

Safe from the tempests near and far

Singing the songs

To break the still on other oceans

Looking for land

Under a watchful cloak of stars