An old man by a seashore. At the end of day. Gazes the horizon. With seawinds in his face. Tempest-tossed island. Seasons all the same. Anchorage unpainted.
I wish I had an angel. For one moment of love. I wish I had your angel tonight. . Deep into a dying day. I took a step outside an innocent heart. Prepare to hate me fall when I may.