Without a Trace

If I could get a fix on you—
If I could navigate the void—
But star-crossed pilots can't triangulate
By constellations long-destroyed.

And now the wind has changed
and you have taken to the skies—
Gravity can’t hold you anymore.
I knew the day would come
from the remoteness in your eyes,
And from the colours that you wore.

I always knew you were a beautiful explosion,
Blazing into space.
Glanced off the atmosphere,
shocked breathless but alive,
Then gone without a trace.

If I could get a word to you—
If I could tune in to the shift—
But nothing’s familiar since the shockwave hit,
And set the frequencies adrift.

Now the light has changed;
can?t find you out there anymore—
Ancient as a distant star.
Time, it blasts away the dazzling disguise,
And shows you only as you are.

I always knew you were a beautiful explosion,
Blazing into space.
Smashed through the atmosphere,
shocked breathless but alive,
Then gone without a trace.

If I could get a fix on you—
If I could look behind the mask—
But you never played the innocent,
And so I never thought to ask.