On top of a rock you sit and watch the sun come up

And turn the sky different colors

So you stop in awe, think of 'god,'

A name you gave for what's the lack thereof

Across the sea by a coast there is a boy who sees ghosts

And they're all his own

And though he'd have the space occupied be emptied

They are his kind and they stay

For how close you got before

The ghosts found they could stay in

What was his reflection in your eyes

And now those aren't

A place that can be looked to for haunted memories

And if only he can see it, eviction's complicated

On top of a rock you sit and watch the sun come up

Over seas that rest unlike before

Though you can't be sure if it's changed

And least of all: an explanation