This rocky comfort will capsize
leaving submerged souls and tide
Battered home or swept to sea
Your choice, blame either way
That shore doesn't look right
everything inverted misleading
Salt burns out eyes and my tender
Little attempts at pleasantries
Crack against the groaning rigs
Powers up lighting the skies
Ill give in hold fast for salvation
driftwood cold and dead remain
leaving submerged souls and tide
Battered home or swept to sea
Your choice, blame either way
That shore doesn't look right
everything inverted misleading
Salt burns out eyes and my tender
Little attempts at pleasantries
Crack against the groaning rigs
Powers up lighting the skies
Ill give in hold fast for salvation
driftwood cold and dead remain
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