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21/06/2008

Saturday: Glacier - Jacob Martinez

You were standing there
out in the cold
I couldn’t help
the wind was blowing
down the mystic mountain side

I couldn’t see
you tried to run
I couldn’t grasp
your finger tips
all you wanted
was to hold on

The wind was strong
the ice it blew
all around
there was nothing
I could do
I lost you there
on that mountainside

I turned to leave
I had to go
I slipped and fell
The ice was flowing
down the mountainside

The thought of you
was the last thought
on my mind
as I sunk down
that frozen sea
and we became as one

I waited there
incased in ice
a thousand years
had gone by
a quiet rumbling
could be heard

They thawed me out
and prodded me
on a cold
table top
Their language wasn’t
that different from our own

They asked me to
speak about my time
but all I could say
was your name
They looked it up
on their machines
and sent me away
on a space train

The train it stopped
and I got off
on the platform
there you stood
with different hair
You didn’t know
who I was

“I am not
of, whom you speak,
you must be confusing
me with someone else.”
she waved goodbye
but I screamed out no
and followed her
onto the train

“Look” I said, “you must believe,
you and I are meant to be”
That’s when I noticed
the shiny device
on her wrist

“Use this thing
to see the past
and you will see
me next to you”

She entered in
both of our names
and a thousand years
of history flew by
and there we were
standing on
the northface of
that mountainside

“See, we were there
I couldn’t save you
and I fell into the ice.”

She took out
a needle point
a prick of blood
into the device
to analyze

The results came back
and she read them out
“I am not the one
you are looking for.
She didn’t die, she got out,
and carried on,
she is my great*10 grandma,”

“But that’s not all,
there is a tree,
from your time
we kept it safe
it’s still alive.
I can take you there
if you’d like.”

She showed me the tree
on the map
and instantly
I recognized
That was where
our first kiss was made

When the train
came to a stop
she got off
and stood there
out in the cold
I couldn’t help
but think that I
was all alone

The wind was blowing
down the train station
she realized that
I wasn’t there
and reached out her hand
to get me

She couldn’t grasp
my finger tips
all I wanted
was to go

The wind was strong
the train it flew
down the track
there was nothing
she could do
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