Seasick

This sea, just thrashed, settling into foam,
Mercy, just passed, we’re betting now on hope,
Cold salt spray lasts, the chill creeps through our bones,
What the storm couldn’t grasp, the hissing water soaks.

We’re still lost at sea,
This fight’s gone out of me,
We’re all just lost at sea,
Soaked up to our knees.

Lonely sailor on his perch, way up in the tree,
Tired eyes, sore from sea lurch, lost his mind to see,
The green-and-grey, life of the earth, might take him in mercy,
Clouds might wear thin, turn and wander off so peacefully.

We’re still lost at sea,
This fight’s gone out of me,
We’re all just lost at sea,
Swaying in the trees.

Sea legs can’t hold it, spread wings, unfolded,
Flying at last, this freedom won’t last, sea’s scolding,
Water’s still cold, the impact is jolting,
But freedom at last, these sick lungs come unbolted.

We’re still lost at sea,
This fight’s gone out of me,
We’re all just lost at sea,
Salt water grave for me.

Funny how the fight’s so hard in the storm,
But when it goes away, we’re only forlorn,
But loneliness is a kiss of death when you’re seaborne,
And the only hope through all of this is that we are not Alone.

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