They call it Wonderland
The very last stop on the line
A derelict beach, some broken down buildings
A wonder that faded with time
And on that frozen shore
I stood and stared out at the mist
Your back was to me, as you picked through the shells
And I ached for the signs I had missed
And I wondered if we could persist
I walked on the sand, never holding your hand
Ashamed and alone with regret
The sounds of the sea, a sustained memory
A wrong I can never forget
How cruel of Wonderland
To leave me alone with my thoughts
Replaying a moment forever
And tying myself into knots
The waves crashed on the shore
Taking the sand with the tide
If only I could throw my thoughts in the sea
And leave all my guilt cast aside
My conscience could be purified
I walked on the sand, never holding your hand
A trial I put myself through
The sounds of the sea, a sustained memory
And through it, I never really saw you
It’s been years since Wonderland
We left it behind long ago
But I keep coming back, I don’t really know why
There’s something I just can’t let go
I’m not done with this place
Or maybe it’s not done with me
The cold and the fog bring back who I was
And who I continue to be
As I wander alone by the sea