The Soul unto Aether

I try to reach you with my cold hands
And build a bridge through the moving air
And you just keep on brushing it aside
Though you now realise
The spring was but an empty promise

The cold hands pushing me away
To a stream that can’t bear me
And I never thought the island I chose
Would shine through
The shallow waters underneath my feet

Oceans swell, the wind breathes fire
This is as close I ever came
To anything I ever held higher
How you must wish
I would’ve found resolution
when I could no longer tell
You from the sea