...strange how my heart beets to find my self upon your shore
strange how i still feel my loss of comfort gone before
cool waves wash over and drift away with dreams of youth
so time is stolen; i cannot hold you long enough

and so this is where i should be now
days and nights falling by
days and nites falling by me
i know of a dream i should be holding
days and nights falling by me

soft blue horizons reach far into my childhood days
as you are rising to bring me my forgotten ways

strange how i falter to find i'm standing in deep water
strange how my heart beets to find i'm standing on your shore


WOW!
this song is such a perfect metaphore for where my life is at right now
just coming away from the farm near the ocaen, growing older/wiser, missing my loves and lovers
temporarily stuck in my hometown and remembering my childhood and navigating the "deep water" i'm in with the court system
all the while i close my eyes and i'm still on florida's shore


ahhh... i love you enya...