Here are your optionsnTake this and runnOr retrace your footstepsn(But) What’s done is donenDanger is quick herenNot to deter nAnswers are found herenBut not in wordsnnWe both knownOur eyes have swept over this oceannFrom the sharpest shores and their rocksnJust to feed the coldest of notionsnTo teach the most hopeless of heartsnThat there is more than these precious stonesnnBut this is nothingnA pebble in the soil you sleep on,nA carbonated coral neonnIf you take this don’t let gonAnd when I say, gonnWe are the painted targets at homenBefore the moat and behind the wallsnPray their crosshairs never find your kissnnThis has gone overlookednThe water in the darknWhere we can wash our partsnBut what makes us clean?nnJust pray these marks are yoursnThis earth is wet, these prints are freshnTheir eyes may fall on usnLet’s hope that you keep your wits and your step in linennBefore you leave herenLook back on usnRelive the notionsnFelt on the rocksnAnd though we part herenIt’s not a lossnBecause the oceansnStill love the rocks