The Beckoning Sea
I was rolling through Montana
I recall like yesterday
Twenty years have gone now
But I know I'm mostly still the same
Does anybody ever really change?

I never thought when I got older
I would still be feeling this
Desire and yearning
But I've learned and I try not to wish
Don't want to wish it all away

I can drive all night out here
Turn the pages back year by year
Each face and every place in my life
Or I can let it all wash down free
And ride the river to the beckoning sea
Cause that is where we're all flowing anyhow

I was holding onto nothing
I just realized today
Photographs and memories
Are not even remotely the same
Maybe neither one is true

Cause when I think of what I've done here
When I collect all the things
Set them out before me
This improbably gathering of dreams
So many left for me to do

I can drive all night out here
Turn the pages back year by year
Each face and every place in my life
Or I can let it all wash down free
And ride the river to the beckoning sea
Cause that is where we're all flowing anyhow

I can still feel where you touched me
If I only close my eyes
Every finger of your hand
Was a whisper on my skin
As you drew the circles of the love
The love we had between us
The circle never ends
It whirls round and round again

On a night like this I'm fine
And from a distance you won't see I'm crying
For each place and every face in my life
Somehow I've got to let it all wash down free
And ride the river to the beckoning sea
Cause that is where we're all flowing anyhow
That is where we'll all meet up someday

©Michael Tomlinson

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