I stared out the window and looked out to the sea to see that my wave of nostalgia had been waved back to me
I swallowed the ocean's cruel reciprocation like I swallowed my tears both were salty and bitter, reminiscent of all the nights where I had drowned in my fears
My sinking ship, are you still out there, and are you coming home today? and if you return from your world of blue, will you leave after you get what you need, or will you come listen to all the things I have to say?
My love: the world is lonely, and the sky is crying not even the flowers bloom in full content the smiling sun is all we have left to mask the pain behind suburban gates, but it fails to assuage my only complaint: when you stood on the shore and said that I was your anchor, you never told me just what you meant
Where did you go, and do you even still care? oh, my sinking ship, no matter how far you stray, look to the waves and the sunset for me, for my heart is bound to meet you there*