The Last Ship Sings

There is no journey prepared for me

No single frozen solid blue

No cloud that has not left behind

Things you can't tell me I shouldn't mind


Drown in tears and

Starts to nothing

Drifting out on

Sleep dreamed something


Don't loose looking fo your soul

Tripping hidden before the whole

Coming close to never find

There's a graveyard past the signs


Drink the stars and

Thought of something

Washing up on

Land made of nothing


Waves that come just far enough

Hopefully to wash me away


Just something

To help me sleep


Just a little dream

To help me sleep


With arms like the ocean

And a breath like a cloud


Just something to help me out

To help me leave

When the rain seems like weeping

And I am slowly seeping into the ground



To help me sleep

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