The Chronicles of Sarnia

I had to hide myself in a book
To keep your love away
The pages worn with all of my faults
The cover torn away

I gave my life to the Water God for an apprenticeship
Answering the mail & his door for nyads, hyppogryphs
After Midwinter Banquet he shook his head;
"Sadly, no, I can reverse the river's flow,
but I can never send you home."

I had to hide myself in a book
to keep your love away
When you read me, I get to look
Back at my younger days