Something else

There was once a girl
She lived In a house
She used to go outside
And look far away up at the mountains

On the mountains there is snow
And probably some sort of view, I don’t know…
…I have never been there
It is too far to go

There was once a boy
He lived near the rocks
He used to like to swim
He could never stop
Go looking for pearls
And catch eels and other things
He used to like some sort of fish
They swam like they had wings
He could dive real deep
One Day he found a cave
Further than he’d ever gone
He thought that he could make it
Maybe he did…
In an underwater cave there are some bones.
They could be from someone or just a big fish, I don’t know
I never got a good look in there…
….It was too far to go…
There are many places.
Some of them are really hard to get to.
Perhaps these ones are nicer
Or maybe just the same but something to do
Some people never have a home
Maybe they live inside themselves
Or somewhere.
Some people say that if there is a place
That we belong, then we have to die to get there…
…I don’t believe them…

There was once a girl
She lives in a house
In the mountains.
When we went outside
We could look out at the view…
On the mountains there is snow
And maybe something else… I don’t know
Quite how to explain it…
Maybe you just have to go...