Every time tied to the mast,
Passing oceans
Way too vast.
I am not forgiven
In my improvision.
This cannot last,
Go out with a blast.
Not much at stake.
It’s all in the past,
But memory lives,
Casts a spell
I can’t quell.
Every time tied to the mast,
Passing oceans
Way too vast.
I am not forgiven
In my improvision.
This cannot last,
Go out with a blast.
Not much at stake.
It’s all in the past,
But memory lives,
Casts a spell
I can’t quell.