A drop would fall So slow So far From somewhere hollow From the edge of the stone Slipped a thread so thin Not even the Sun Could notice its skin But I saw I saw A bay with no light that comes and is gone A hook in the drift no sail and no stern Drink from the deep that forgot it had name And find yourself in what now has returned A bay with no light that comes and is gone A hook in the drift no sail and no stern Drink from the deep that forgot it had name And find yourself in what now has returned Your water From a source that sees Met mine And became a stream It crossed through tides that weren’t our own Passed over shores with no delay And when it reached the edge of all It was no longer two, it could be any way That’s when the outline turned to shallow tide No border no shape no ground to claim There our stream let go of its edge And became sea with no need to be named A bay with no light that comes and is gone A hook in the drift no sail and no stern Drink from the deep that forgot it had name And find yourself in what now has returned A bay with no light that comes and is gone A hook in the drift no sail and no stern Drink from the deep that forgot it had name And find yourself in what now has returned