God watches over me,

as I watch over the ocean’s tidings,

as each wash of breath upon the earth’s breasts,

slowly crawled back into that mysterious entity.

Do not pass through these bridges,

Do not pass through these gates.

Because it is unknown what waits beyond such boundaries.

And I found myself lost around these parts,

once or twice.

And I found myself entering upon that edge,

of losing pride,

losing hope,

losing sun.

Yet you know your fingers are strong enough,

even though they’ve been strained in these times.

But I’ll find Him,

through these fogs of rage,

through these valleys of misconceptions,

through these times, where bruises are fading.

And I know sunshine awaits.

And there you were in the shadows of my dreams,

still telling me I was your one true love,

and there I was still crying each morning,

at the memory of you face,

at the memory of your tranquil touch.

When will you return?

Return to that beautiful place,

where we found so much good in ourselves,

in the presence of one another.

To that beautiful place,

where I began to fall in love.