she wasn't a part of the dream
but she wanted to be
she wasn't anything to me
but she changed everything

as far as i know, they drowned in the shower
though it didn't happen then, it took a few hours...
i left them alone and wept like a coward
longing for the hope that moment devoured

like the footprints on the tub floor
they washed it away
years of fears and metaphors
clogging the drain

if i had done differently
could it have changed?
i ask myself that question
every day

though i had his heart
i was too afraid
our love was to depart
but i chose to remain

and as i watched his shadow fading
across an ocean of pain
her body was the vessel
that took him away

her body was a vessel
to take him away.