I often think about once and for all leaving this bark
But society's rules won't let that in my story arc
Enough crying. Enough loneliness. Tired of being sad
Time to return to where there are adventures to be had
A place where things make sense
A place that will give me a mental rinse
The dream of love and farming left behind in the county
Respark the dream of those catching me for my bounty
That dream often ends at my knuckle
Their skull slamming sound is just another notch for my buckle
Being on land for me was emotional error
But meet me on the high seas and I can show you true terror