Lost Sailor’s


So what left is there in you sailor,

You’ve taken the last ship home and now there is nothing but trade winds and celebration to lead you astray,

The glitz and glamour of pop culture and your alone at the ocean singing to hallelujah for one last piece,

Because these pieces are broken and you are no longer home and you’ve missed your boat and all the lost lovers inside for your own freedom,

So take it,

Be what you always wanted and throw away what you’ve always needed,

That is the curse of the sailor at bay.