Stands all alone   Looks in the mirror   And sees what she wanted to be      Safely unknown      To anyone near her   She sees what she wanted to see   And turns to me   And turns to me      And turns to...      She was prophesied   For an early slide   Followed it to the letter      Well kept beauty queen   If there, always seen   Still you thought she'd know better      No erasing      The time you're wasting   But when you're wasting      You don't care      All those pieces   In short term leases   But when you need them      They're not there      For all those moments of yesterday   She's traded every tomorrow   And now all those moments are so far away   Ghosts haunt each word she would say      As she walks among the decay      She had oscar wilde's      Timeless sense of style   As had been her intention      Still she was afraid   Time must be repaid      And there'd be no redemption      Youth and time collide   She could not decide   On a certain direction      Time was catching up   Carefully made up      She avoided detection      For all those moments of yesterday   She's traded every tomorrow   And now all those moments are so far away   I saw it too   Closer than you   What else is there left to say      Wait for me now   I will be there for you   This I will vow      If you still want me to      But it won't be   This I have always known   And in the dark   There's no one to pray for me now      I don't understand what I'm feeling tonight   I don't understand but I'm waiting   Searching the shadows that fade in the light   But I'm feeling alive   Trying to survive   Float with the tide   Till you arrive and I...      So he now turned to the ocean   Saying it was never meant to be   And the ocean never said a word   Though in truth she disagreed      And on the sand before him   While the waves broke gently white   The ocean listened carefully   As he told her of his life      I have been around the world   I've pursued the moon in flight   I have read the words of shakespeare   By a midnight arctic light      I have run between the dragon's teeth   And lived to tell the tail   I have danced across a stardust sky      And never left a trail      I've seen things few could imagine   And I never will forget   But I've never had a family      And this I do regret      Now all I've loved have gone before me   And of the future I have great doubts   And though it seems I still have time left   I now feel time I can do without      And I have wondered to myself   Why should death set its own time   Is it just a final jest from fate   To add onto her other crimes?      For I have no wish to wait around   While all my senses fade   And one by one return the gifts   That youth so freely gave      Wired to some cold machine   That maps my every breath   And signals at the proper time   Less they should miss my death      And all this service I suspect   Is less done by goodwill   Than by the fear that they should miss   A final chance to bill      So I've decided to leave this world   And have devised a plan   To sail to sea in a small boat   Well out of sight of land      To sail once more upon the deep   Like a viking to his resting place   Then slip forever neath the waves   An exit with some grace      And the ship shall be my coffin   On this last voyage that I take   And my trail left through the water   Will be my final wake      I have done more than thought about this   On my life I've closed every door   I have left a will beside my bed   And the boat is there offshore      And all I ask is your assistance   When that ship is well away from the land   That you send a storm to embrace us   And take us gently in your hand      When he had finished speaking   Some points the ocean did concede   But when he said his final word   She once more disagreed      I'll think about this if I may   I need not rush the tide   For in this world of too little time   There's always time to die      You seem so eager to end this life   And with your death to dance   That you ignored his putrid breath   Now perfumed with romance      The sailor said you cannot understand   The needs or wants of men   So I'll ask you once more for your help   And I shall not ask again      Then the ocean pulled her waves back   And beckoned him stand near   And when he had stepped closer   She whispered in his ear      That every man      Is born you see   Beneath the sword      Damocles      For young and old   Are all alive   On that next beat      On which we ride      And that beat is such   A fragile thing   In both old men   Or youthful king      And that beat      Stands all alone you see      Between us      And black eternity      And though death is surely      Each man's fate   Until that time      Let each man wait      So be careful as you go through life   What you romanticize   I find such things are rarely true   And far more rarely wise      The sailor then listened carefully   And every thought was filed   And though he was still not quite convinced   He agreed to wait awhile      And meanwhile further down the beach   There stood a younger man   And he too felt the sand of time   Was running through his hands      But this youth felt they ran too fast   As he stood near a rusting dock   And heard the waves marking time   Like some relentless clock      He felt his future was not here   Of this he had no doubt      And even though he was eighteen   His time was running out