The ocean it rolls and tolls,
people fear the tumult,
the chaos,
but the ocean rolls,
on and on,
the endless view,
that's what captures our eye,
our heart,
and out beyond,
beyond thought,
there is calm, there is calm,
but to tempt to sail there is a blunder,
the pursuit rips and tears asunder,
it's not battered shores,
no they make sense,
endless ease,
that's beyond,
above,
breathtaking,
and we're sinking thinking we're full of air,
we're full of ****,
wet with blood,
and think ourselves Poseidon.

Looking back at our dot all blue and pale,
to our soul system in which it's nested,
they had to see their gravity in setting sail,
indiffernt dark waters they then tested,
the strength in dreams against The Night.

They reached,
they grasped,
they took...The Maiden Flight

There it was, over my shoulder...my Sky a like the ****** Rainbow.
Tie dyed shades of memories, tossing rolling eau de nils,
Mouldering violets bleeding rose, scarlets, lilacs all decomposed.
A growing shroud and flowing mist, darkness gathers I shouldn’t resist.
Turn turn now away and to the fright, searing blaze of futures light.