Yesterday,

I had Cesium with which to play.

Now all my fingers have been blown away.

And silence reigns since yesterday.



Suddenly,

I'm just half the man I used to be.

I have no eyes with which to see.

My legs have parted company.



Why she had to blow,

I don't know,

I can only say.

Something went awful wrong,

In the waterbed where we lay.



Yesterday,

Her sky blue path seemed such an easy way.

Now I know there is a price to pay.

Oh, I believed just yesterday.



---Songs of Cesium #117