Y' all never touched the bottom, never had to reach up to see how far you fell,
never offered your soul to the demons,
stolen wishes from the wishing well.

Gone without from within, peeled your skin back, been attacked by the righteous for being unworthy,
seen the sunrise and the sunset and not moved, I bet you never slept down in the cellars in town where the rats told you tales,
scrabbled and dabbled with scales on your eyes,
fell again and on rising but only to fall, to
slide through dark doorways and slip into the old ways,
give praise to the mission whose only mission was to save you,
been brave when all else was to fear,
have you ever been here in the jungle
when your minds in a jumble and your clothes are in rags and you're tagged with the labels from others more able?

Y' all never see me when the ocean's riding on me
and the stars are buying prime time for some more time to keep shining, when the boys in blue have the lights that blind me and the cuffs to bind me and the rope to hang me.

and this story continues in my bones and my sinews and the union of knots that tie me together,
Whether you like it or not makes no odds to me, The sea is my horse, I shall gallop away.