you left a number
for us all to call
a seven-digit key
to unravel your voice
on roads less travelled
you left your footprints
in the sand now blown away
replaced by geckos and echoes of you
as the open tundra quiet down
if you listen carefully
you can still hear a sound
chanting your name as if it was all a game
silent whispers in the dark
mirroring traces from a not so distant past
you had your way and you had your say
the seeds you planted never harvested enough for you to stay
the pain I feel
is yours for real
you don`t have to look far to find it
as it trails your shadow wherever you went
leaving a royal scent
and the ghost towering your foreverpresent aura
won`t ever descent
the pain I feel
is yours for real
for some of us the rain came too soon
living a daydream on a sunny beach flushed away by a monsoon
coconuts and branches off of threes from distant shores
crowding the shore
the one you once called your own
thoughts, visions, encounters and visions
all but gone
but I can assure you never forgotten
the pain I feel
is yours for real
you don`t have to look far to find it
as it trails your shadow wherever you went
leaving a royal scent
and the ghost towering your foreverpresent aura
won`t ever descent
the pain I feel
is yours for real
