fragments

fragments on the sea

birds of prey above

all that lies beneath

no longer what it was

it changed

why can't we relate

shadows from the deep

your thoughts were afraid of

secrets that we keep

the surface of our love and hate

why can't we relate

with ourselves with what we open

up when it's too late

what we used to be

what we will become

worlds we cannot see

breaking up by one

by one

slowly we fell under a spell

one by one

slowly we wake up

fragments of a scene

from a distant stage undone

little time machine

messages of love and hate

why can't we collate

with ourselves with what we open

up when it's too late