trying to hold sand

i awoke in your embrace the night of your father's wake.
I felt him there with us and heard his voice.
"I will show you what will come" he said to me.
He bid me walk with him and I agreed.
Mid-breath I left you and returned.
Hair once black had now gone white.
Lives upon lives I lived that night.

Down every road, I found my self alone
and still i stayed and called you home.

Would you have stayed if you had known?