Sitting by the river
Where you sit now and then
The frayed wooden bench
Seems more ancient than timeless pain
Sitting by the river
Under the umbrella of a tree,
Overgrown with age
It keeps your company
Sitting by the river
On a tired bench, under a tired tree
You the tired man
You desire, but you forsake human company
Sitting by the river
Solitude slows down time
Sun burns your eyes
Memories make you cry
Sitting by the river
Thoughts travel back far and wide
You believed those were forever
How they vanished in time
Sitting by the river
An unformed feeling torments your heart
As the water flows, so does time
Is it the same river by which you have always sat?