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

 

Something 

To help me sleep

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