I dance with a midnight flower
on the shores of a receding tide
counting each and every hour
as sands go slipping by

I dream of daylight in the dark
and roses in early bloom
when I knew life's first spark
before I thought things through

In each mournful, sinking step
I hold you closer to an endless sea
where we wonder at a timeless depth
in the unknown where soon we'll be

What benefit to hold a passing view
when the horizon yawns before us now?
Better to gracefully walk with you
as this dark ocean pulls us out