Spin away, Spin away,
Burrowing thyself into a watery grave.
Furrowed brows tensed in a grimace.
Rag dolls are we,
Finished sentences await,
Battling storms of the day.
Dreary walls,
Snowy claws,
Quilled to sleep,
Hey ho! Dream.
Eerie silences wandering Aboard,
Salty winds and spray,
Be thy only companion.
Scowling are we ?
Scoffing o’er miserable fates;
Didn’t you tempt them ?
Groaning complaints and shame,
Alluring terrible trains;
Of thoughts, that were once sweet.
Sickly, maybe.
Dumbed down and seething,
Raging sails of an array,
Blinking oceans of worlds together.
Thrown, Overboard, for a quarrel,
For a rum soaked barrel,
Is thee sober to believe the lies ?
Mincing droopy comrades,
Wincing into sordid swords,
Oh the yearning wantingness of pain.
Frigid and cold,
Counting kilos of gold,
All alone,
All aboard,
Singing hey ho !
We off to sea now !
