see you in the next life

[butnow]

Two bus journeys (both away), two songs, about eight years in between.

I turned around and the water was closing all around
like a glove, like the love that had finally, finally found me

&

I've been a fool and I've been blind,
I can never leave the past behind
I can see no way, I can see no way
I'm always dragging that horse around
and our love is pastured such a mournful sound
tonight I'm gonna bury that horse in the ground

Time for some other journey.