Wednesday, April 27, 2011

island bound

With anchors down, a captive captain captivated
Wind at our backs we’re sailing an open sea
Empty shells house sounds only heard when found
Blinding sun in our eyes we’re calling for mutiny

All hands on deck, this vessel is going down
All hands on deck, we’re island bound

Faster to disaster, as the waves dance valiantly
Kamikaze water fighters crashing to our hull
Surface tensions grow, no safe way to go
Death before dishonor, the white ship sent to slaughter

All hands on deck, this vessel is going down
All hands on deck, we’re island bound

No lighthouse, no bridge of moonlight
Only the darkness lights our way
Searching for a land of hope, which no one knows
Finding the edge of our desires and nothing more

All hands on deck, this vessel is going down
All hands on deck, we’re island bound

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