Notes on Departure

Five hundred lives I watched pass through your eyes, your mouth
Hold it close
There was never any way to say where I depart
All your backhanded gestures held way too many thoughts of love

Watched you grow for so long
I let you hide under my tongue

I return to you in my sleep, there to water you
Plunge my hand into the sea
A hundred lives, but I chose you
Saw just how far you'd go to tell me you have no chains
The reply you gave
I would give the same

Give me life, now step aside