Set the Sun and lay the dock, this’ll be one for the ages and you won’t need a clock.
Over the water,
serenity screams martyr;
you’re watching the day pass away.
no head stone in a watery grave, what tense are you trying to save?
Calm as you look out and try to grasp a sunset song,
but it’s futile, don’t even try to use your palm.
Your lake has turned into a rebate of memories,
price already paid, but you refuse to mail back oh so vehemently.
Set a dock - Sun’s spot, wreck a clock and make this, a timeless watch…