Only the hand outruns the season, The river flows with no rhyme or reason. I let it go, I give myself away, Slowly, slowly, melting into grey. Outside the noise, I’m the only soul, Standing where the frozen waters roll. Just like a float, in the morning light, Drifting, drifting, swaying out of sight. From the deep, where no sun can gleam, Invisible fingers pull at my dream. Silent depths where the shadows creep, Loneliness is falling fast and deep. But still... The deeper I sink, the more I feel the chill, The deeper I sink, the blue is with me still. Just like a float, Up and down, I wait for the waves. Up and down, for the path it paves. I cannot see the grains of light around, But one day, my own dawn is to be found. Like the river, Like the river. Like a float, Just like a float.
