Knife-edge Hill ©

And so you're here again
Back where you've always been
Through years that might have mattered
I must have been distracted
Or maybe I was blind
And kept your heart away from mine

It makes no difference now
I tell myself each day
That you won't feel the same now
In this chain of choices where
We often lose our way
Until it's much too late to change

Our best belongs to memory
Wishes turned to ashes
And eyes that we once cherished
Burning low and burning slow
As midnight black decays to grey
While we tumble down

This bittersweet decline
To the foot of Knife-edge Hill
Dreaming of its springtime side
The past become a refuge
As hopes that youth designed
Come knocking on my door once more

Promise pulverised by time
Now sand on Logan shore
And children who once danced
On the road through Damnaglaur
Are gone or lost at last
In tuneless journeys through the past

The eager flames of youth
Faded now to colder truths
But there were times at least
Of bliss and trepidation
Song and dance and holding
Sweet romance and closing

Worthwhile dreams fulfilled
But did we feel it then?
They never seemed more real
Than through disappearing years
Back down this trail to you, my love
On this vain search for long lost virtue

We lose ourselves on tracks
We neither love nor quit
That brought me to this state
Where I just sit and wonder
'Bout things I couldn't see
In this river running inside me

Other kids seemed different then
Engrossed in children's things
While I was lost on you
On a trail I still pursue
Waiting to no avail
In some enchanted hell

Haunted by a melody
Raking time-swept embers
Of a burned out Castle Kennedy
My soul infused with yours
A dream chained to a wreck
Beneath a sea I know too well

Love's gorgeous open wound
That time will never heal
Lost beneath those substitutes
And trivial distractions
Until it was never real
And I had lost the strength to feel

Waves of time come crashing down
All the highways that surround
These bridges into history
From this vain war against decay
This clumsy dance of memory
To the thunder of yesterday

Beneath the Lover's Leap
Round the Lily Pond in June
And the castle falling down
In the paradise of Inch
Under a fiery sun
We crossed the old canal

Between the puzzle trees
Our reflections bled as one
In that river running under
Between the Black and White
Through the nights of all those years
Beneath this superficial life

I think I saw your lass
In a shop the other day
I thought maybe I should ask
But the moment passed away
In a chain of moments passing
Marking out the ways we passed

So gently from each other
To the arms that hold us now
From the words I used to you
In tender moments far off down
That river running under
And spilling everywhere

Bluebells swaying in the breeze
The scent of new mown grass
Questions I forgot to ask
Glistening stars within our reach
Lips touching one last time
As blue blue eyes looked into mine