Every night when the whistle blew Loretta smiled as if she knew, as certain as the sky was blue that soon she would be leaving.

There’s a part of me that’s lost but it’s not gone. I don’t need to hear the words to know the song.

Lights in the harbor lie distant and shimmering. Shadows are falling as if you were here.

He sailed the shores of distant islands. The wind and rope betrayed his hands. At once a rough and tumble drifter but few recall a kinder man.

Before his shoes touch the pedals of his steed of alloy metal, he checks the locks And takes the elevator down.

I don't recognize this place. The morning light reveals the sorrow on your face. But I am here beside you to help you find your way. And I’m never gonna leave you no matter what they say.

Seventeen hours and four long years since I last heard you mention my name. The long silence confirmed my fear that you still believe it was me.

Tears fall on the kitchen floor like rain from your eyes. Your bags are packed and by the door, I guess this is goodbye.

I got hands and they are longing to feel. I’ve got scars that are too deep to heal. I’ve got a heart and it’s as heavy as steel. I think I might sink like a stone.