I am haunted,
I have returned to whence I came,
I sunk myself into the deepest sea,
I cut off my wings and buried them in the ground,
I have lost the rhythm of my dance.

Again I walk amongst these trees of time,
Again I feel powerless in the wilderness,
What lesson am I to learn now?
I look up into the night,
But I cannot see his face,
I have travelled so far not even he can reach.

Digging my hands into the earth,
Grabbing ahold of so many roots,
I do not notice the tears,
It is not the agony of thirsty trees that drains me,
It is within that I cannot hide from,
No matter where I run, who I become.

It is you I cannot escape,
You in the immortal youth,
We never dreamed would end,
In sleep I see you,
In waking I hear you,
Everywhere you are and I cannot escape.

My ocean, my moon, my stars, my night,
Not even the wind,
Could save me from this,
What haunts me always,
The echo, the ghost of long ago and far away.

We used to say,
Not time, not distance, not death,
Could ever sever this fragile bond,
These trees no longer grow for me,
These memories are tended without my help,
They live in a world I try to grasp from the roots,
But I no longer exist there and neither do you.