With wood and nails, we build a boat So man like God can learn to float He sets his sails across the sea Row in hand alone he’ll be The waves clashed… the sea was rough The stormy clouds were not a bluff The rain cleared and from its mist Another name upon death’s list
Did a scribble art drawing to go with this... https://ibb.co/znVrCrC
Also did a 2nd verse but didnt like it much so kept it short but the second verse is the following:
The gulls fly by and call his name The man lays still without a claim The birds sit upon the mast And gaze on the man that's passed One hops upon the dead mans back Claws in wounds with blood now black A reflection it sees in his eyes Between the blood beyond the flies