This story of permanence

For a hundred years I laid my head on ship wrecks.
I promise every breath I made was filled with embers, filled with bone dust.
In the radiant reflection of my eyes water lilies turned into dead flesh.
I had no future, for only today would ever give me shelter.

Did you ever notice what you did to me?
I now watch the sky in love with its stars that'll be with me forever.
I now embrace my tomorrow, for there is nothing left to fear.
I'm now laying my head on your heart made out of cedar wood,
Telling me this story of permanence.