The tender time to test my fate has come
The pirate ship has sunk and I'm adrift
The jug of rum is unstuck from my thumb
the world still wiggles underneath my ship
The Earth in all her curves looks flat to me
Perhaps I've spent too much time on the sea
Looking at the far-off curved horizon
Each slip and swell taking me ever near...
yet I can't reach what I have my eyes on
The harbor of my home she will miss
She's in Hades with her cape of chaos
The monks in saphron robes are not so far
eyes glisten as I listen to the stars
my elbows perched on the crow's nest up high
I almost hear the Heavens start to sigh
So close am I when tunderstorms let go
torrential rains then chill us to the bone
we are safe just by the skin of our teeth
when skies clear and sunlight offer relief
yet the moment I feel like I'm alive
is when I listen and I hear the storm.
Her and I speak through some ancient channel
A conch shell to the ear the static calls
Mysteries of the sirens and stone gods
The blue-black ooze of her blood now runs cold
All I see, a constellation shattered
Romance in the stars that never matttered.
True North?
I wandered on the sea foam sprays.
Posiedon's trident driven in her heart.
Her madness echoes into the coral
My sadness comes out through the darkest cave
The lips she once kissed have become
her rage.