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 and 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