Waving Goodbye to No One

Nothing personal but I can’t meet in the middle
Nothing personal, I’m exhausted by an endless riddle
Walking the shoreline, my boots sinking in the sand
My concerns are the same as thousands of years past
I keep saying goodbye, but you can’t hear me anymore
I keep waving goodbye, but I don’t know what for

I look into the glare on the water where you can be seen
To greet you eye to eye but there’s too much light in between

Nothing personal but I have to walk away
A silent verse or a prayer and a promise for some other day

I keep saying goodbye, but you can’t hear me anymore
I keep waving goodbye, but I don’t know what for