He: Why did it happen?
I’m not wise enough to say.

She: The sea thrashes round upon the shore.

He: I did not mean to hurt you
God knows I care inside.

She: The sun goes down behind the hill.

He: I am sick with damage
Done to me and done to you.

She: The owl calls hollow on his branch.

He: Oil mixed with water moves up and floats away.

She: Your life has pulled apart from mine.

He: The village sleeps on softly now.

She: Sleeps on whole.