A Strange Day

Give me your eyes – so I might see
The blind man kissing my hands...
The sun is humming, my head turns in dust
As he plays on his knees...

And the sand, 
And the sea grows, – 
I close my eyes,
Move slowly through the drowning waves, –
Going away on a strange day...

And I laugh as I drift in the wind,
Blind dancing on a beach of stone.
Cherish the faces as they wait for the end;
sudden hush across the water,
And we’re here again.

And the sand, and the sea grows, –
I close my eyes,
Move slowly through the drowning waves, –
Going away on a strange day.

My head falls back and the walls crash down,
And the sky, and the impossible explode.
Held for one moment, – I remember a song,
An impression of sound... –
Then everything is gone, forever . . . . . . . . . .