leaving the shores of a crazy city
unreachable by the waves of modern necessities
we started sharing the good
and the bad

a hmm…
a weary ok…
another hmm…
a desperate attempt to strike a conversation
a desperate attempt to get you out of the weekday rut

deeper and deeper we sailed into the sea
further and further we seemed to drift away (from each other)
far far away from the safety of the land
stuck in the same place

an uneerie silence
descended
on a calm and gray sea
foretelling an impending storm?

sailing under the darkening sky
i sit here, far away from you
in the
silence before the storm