ŞARKI SÖZÜ
tiny dot
strand of sand
waves that sigh beneath the hand
I stand the singing seashore
the earth and you are round
I'm always apologizing
will I? do you?
chime, the feet
dry, the sand
clouds collect out at sea
start to run
this pink shell
this grey span
and a thousand pardons trail behind
lonely beach
ceaseless wind
still don't understand
run as fast
a missed beat
a quickening
I went to say I love you
but instead I said good-bye
