Writing on Water

Out of this old house. Find another key. I can make a better way. It's a worn-out phrase. Summer days are gone. In the backyard of my life. I, I'm riding on water. I'm riding on. I, I'm riding on water. I'm riding on. I'm riding on water. In between the lines. Echoes of your call. What have I become today? Pieces photograph. Faded memories. Where did all these faces go? I, I'm riding on water. I'm riding on. I, I'm riding on water. I'm riding on. Words of yesterday. All the words I used to say. I'm riding on water. All the things I did. All the things I said. Where did they go? All the things I felt. All the things I regret. I, I'm riding on water. I'm riding I, I'm riding on water. I'm riding on. Words of yesterday. All the words I used to say. I'm riding on water. I'm Riding on water. I'm riding on. I, I'm riding riding riding on water. I'm riding on