I’ll go and get whatever you need

I’ll be a force of efficacy

Lay back and rest your eyes

Think of sea floors and of skies, patiently

I think you want to tell me something, I’d like to hear that something

Although I know you well, I’d love to hear you tell it, tell it again

Those Sundays in the tidelands

You’d always walk ahead

Your feet would forge a path

But this time you won’t make it back, painfully

I think you want to tell me something, I’d like to hear that something

Although I know you well, I’d love to hear you say it, say it again

But I think I need to tell you something, you’ve got to hear this something

Why don’t you hold my hand, and I won’t leave your side until the end

The water’s all but risen

And then the breath is won

You leave here on the dawn

Your pain is over, and mine has begun