The Old Man and the Sea

 

Like an old man at sea

We are all chasing that one

That got away,

In our own way

 

If only our desires burned with

Lightening thunder

Maybe our dreams wouldn’t be so

Quickly forgotten

 

And this candle has been burning for so long

 

Pass the time like a broken clock

Nailed to the hallway wall

Waiting for time to fill your cup

Not knowing it’s cracked and spilling through

Memories haunt like a fog on shore

Before burning away

 

And the young men just watch

The crashing waves

Not sure why the old man

Finds it so fascinating