I can’t see his face, this man’s unknown

the man I was, I was through you

Moonlight faces

Halfway across the ocean

in a broken boat, it’s not a sinking vessel

There is no turning back

Widow, there’s a wall between us

want to touch it, look into cat eyes

Howl at the moon and keep me up past the dawn

Figures around me are only trees

strange to be feeling so close to strangers

Metaphorically we’re in a tree, you and me, and we have

no choice but to celebrate destiny