Name Written In Water

In the very center of my Soul Is an Eye, from which emerges a sword I just wish I knew what the sword was for Prison of childhood; a thousand suburban homes Every highway across the West I’ve flown Mesas in Utah, each standing like an ancient throne My name written in water If these lines are my last verse They might well be remembered also as my first And possibly even as my worst Fear and solitude, faithful as any friend Cannot even linger about after I descend My name is written in water and I’m gone again My name written in water None of this will last, just like melting ice None of this, though how I loved the beautiful lights You can never step in the same river twice “What dreams may come, when shuffled off this mortal coil Must give us pause” said the Danish Royal I wonder if I’ll even get to keep my Soul My name written in water