The Merry Waters

Take a trip down to the merry water,
Take a trip to the sea.
There’s no one else here,
It’s just you and me.
Take an interest in the back of your hand,
Take a look at your feet.
It’s too silent,
Not even the birdies tweet.

Take a look at the sky,
Take a look at me.
There’s sadness in your eyes,
That only I can see.

Make an attempt at speaking now,
Make a quick stop and another look down.
It’s in your head,
And it’s making you frown.
Make an attempt at holding your hand,
Make a glance towards me.
Tears fill my eyes,
And they cloud what I see.

Shake a shiver from my shoulders,
Shake a feeling of dread.
Rub my eyes,
Sitting up in bed.
Shake the curtains from the window,
Shake the darkness away.
Push that dream back,
For another day.