The Sea Beckons


The Sea Beckons

The Sea Beckons

Somewhere there is a cruel god laughing,
The rain pouring down
Drowning his sorrows
Bringing a smile to his face.

Somewhere there is a cruel god laughing,
I stare out the window
At the bellowing storm
My watery doom I’ll embrace.

Somewhere I hear the angels crying,
Watching my pain
And hearing my prayers
Making a place there for me.

Won’t be long until my fire is dying,
I say my goodbyes
As I tremble in fear
But at least I’ll be buried at sea.

And the winds rage with a howl from beyond
They’ve come here to carry me Home,
And the waves tear at the sides of my boat
Welcoming me into their foam.

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