Steel hull diving deep like a submarine
Run swift and silent through the ruby sea
A steady handed skipper
Holds tight to the helm
The keel runs true
And cuts the sea in two

So **** the torpedoes
And full speed ahead
This hull clad in iron
Watch the red wake spread

We cannot feel,
The heart grow old,
In the summer sun,
Or the winter cold,
We cannot hear,
The blowing wind,
When the devil calls,
From his cage within,

But you wear your scarlet letter,
On your sleeve like a badge of honor,
Tell your friends you're feeling better,
But your lies don't hold any water

Let's see...
Ooh! No...
What about...?
Nah...
Maybe if I....
Nope...
I could probably...
Ew.
Hmmm...
Ah ha!
Frick...
Let's try...
Never again.
For the love of!

Please don’t stare at me
If you look too long you will see
the growing cracks
the messy loose-ends
and failed constructions
of someone who used to be
hopeful