Sometimes these days I'm stopped
In my tracks just standing there
Immovable for a few moments
A stone in a stream letting it all
Wash over and around me
Life and time and my death go by
And it changes nothing this sunny day
It's as if I can feel myself
Melting and merging into things
A train or a bridge or an empty street
Like that one in Samos we walked all night
Because in a flash it all slips past
Veers off into some eternity
While death swims just upstream
Waiting at some harbor with you
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