This dark water belongs to all,
you are no different
The excitement of this instant
When you try to find the difference,
But end up finding yourself in anothers’ eyes
Knocks you down every time
And you choose to drown
But never mind
At the rivers’ deep,
At the oceans end
You and I will say our goodbyes
And cease to exist
The thought of us will slowly emerge,
Slowly prevail,
then swear
To persist
Spirit of Tara 