sea of memory
Your weatherman says, “A storm’s on the way.
Tides will be up the entire day.”
Time to get my toys, stop my play.
Keep my mouth closed; there’s so much spray.
You can’t stop the future from having its say.
But the hands of time have come undone.
The watchmaker says he can get them to run
By no later than a quarter to one.
But I know by then it’ll be too late.
Cause we’ll already have had our timeless date.
So I push off from time’s shore
Into where I’ve sailed before,
Into where you fill space,
Into where time’s race
Lies in ruins in disgrace.
I glide on my silky sea
Of a perfect memory
Into your arms that set me free
And the place where I started to be.
That birth day that you create
Each time I crash through time’s gate.
That birth day that negates
Weather forecasts and history,
Tide tables and mystery
All replaced with certainty
In one shining moment of memory.
Oh honey, you hold me fast.
Oh darling, you've got the clasp.
You got the touch that’s here to last
Canceling future, present and past.