Helpless
like a butterfly
Released from its cocoon
She follows the moon beside her bed
to the window of her room
He has fled to the street below
where the sun is chasing the moon
She did not have time
to change his mind
and spin him on her loom
For he only came to steal her warmth
and then leave her maroon
And now he's gone back to his ship
of sails after noon
Didn't you see the trap you laid?
How could you trust its grin?
It was an old tricky plate
and a hole it left you in
How can I tie the dawn threads?
Where do I begin?
Let us walk to the river
and watch the sunlight swim
In the city they'll hear us talking
Through walls so thick yet thin
But now he's gone back to his ship
Do not be afraid of him
The hour will come
when your wings have dried
I'll not leave you to fly
When you forget the sailor lied
with the words of your
favourite song
You'll laugh when you remember
you cried on the pillow he lay on
Then you'll hear me talking,
with words I've invented for you
Fruit we share will taste sweeter,
than your dry lips ever knew
For now the ship has sailed,
and the sailor with it too
you