Flotsam and jetsam
Have tales to tell

Your clouds bring neither rain nor storm
But colour to my sunset sky.

Beauty may be fleeting and soon depart
But you can still find it
Hidden deep within your heart

Who will remain to sing the songs

If I sit at the shore of life

Listening to whispers from beyond?

What marketing genius thought this was a good idea? 



'I take that personally' means you just insulted me!