She said
when it's raining
it's best to let it rain
but still that river was rising
her words
washed away in vain
I must go back to the ocean
Her call can't be denied
I am the son of the waters
You are the daughter of the tide
Here comes another nor'easter
It feels like icepicks on my face
Come on and take me to the sanctuary
take me far from this place
I must go back to the ocean
Her call can't be denied
We are the sons of the waters
You are the daughters of the tides
Hold on
now
take me
as I am
The stars
at night
Become
your diadem
All of the milk
the ink and the blood
all washed away
away in the flood
My body's aching
my mind is racing
this path I've taken
has been forsaken
The wind's her ammunition
the rain's her whetted knife
All the gulls are grounded
in the mariner's still life
I am the mariner
I am the sea
I am the mariner
I am the sea
copyright 2019 Ben New
