This is either the first or the last house
This river
Runs through
With you
Legs are dangling over
This old jetty here
And my light is
Supplied by
Nothing but the brightness
Of the Milestone Moon
Ripples in the water
Tells me that you are near
And as always it's a false alarm
If you wait too hard
Not long now
You'll be in my arms
Sitting patiently
For your return
When will I learn
That soon
Time will burn
Wondering and pondering
If I've been here before
Or am I a newborn
Waiting to learn more
I want to learn more
Not long now
You'll be in my arms
With nothing but the brightness
Of the Milestone Moon