Alexi Murdoch

See the clouds are creeping
Towards the sun
And I'm slipping away
Unseen by anyone
The light is turning gray
The day is done
Water is so cold
And heavy on my mind
I dreamed of walking with you
But I fell behind
Looking for a road
I could not find
And now the ice is stirring
And spring is near
There is no one calling
But the sound is clear
Though I'm not yet gone
I'm still not here