May 26 (Prelude)

What a thing it is to see you here
Swimming halfway over the sea
I have thought about this day and year
Oh I can see you’ve cut your hair
Goda tell me how will you climb up
To the tower over my mind
If your hair is shorter than it was
Oh I remember how you shined
Let us float then on our seperate waves
Please don’t sink with your silver crown
I am strapping up to break the day
I need you but from far away