From the recording Water
This was the last song to be finished. Even though he is still technically near, I am bracing myself for that inevitable time when he won't be.
Lethe is a river in Hades, and those who drank from it experienced complete forgetfulness. Sometimes I wonder what would have happened had I never met him, and would it be easier to forget. There’s a part in the song, though, where I realize how senseless it is to get angry at someone (in this case someone in particular) for not wanting me back. When I say, “What is there to forgive you?” I am admitting that they’ve done nothing wrong but follow their own heart, which is all I could ever ask for myself. I like the idea, though, of the memory of someone being the guiding star that gets you through the subsequent mazes of life. I suppose it’s a sad reality that love or friendships can be addictions that, once no longer immediately available and present, become weaker and weaker with time. Sooner or later, his star is going to be light years away – the Sun for some other system – and I will be warming myself under a different light.
“So long, he’s gone…”
Lyrics
Four in a row and no one will knowyour ink bled through my pagein color; myblack and whiteripped it up without question so long, he’s goneout like a lighthis star will guide you throughall the mazes aheadbut his satellite issending mixed signalsI know he’s not coming backso long.he’s gone.missing him. your figure eight is perfectly straightperfectly out of reachwater my treewith Lethewhat is there to forgive you so long he’s goneout like a light…dead on the vineI was ripening withouta safe place to landMayday captainbrace yourself, boy press rewindand let’s play againso long.he’s gone.missing him.