I am taking on this voyage with nothing but a pen and paper.
I sail your oceans, watching you drown the sun.
I stare to your stars above me, your explosions do not reach me.
She's a thunderstorm and I find shipwrecks beautiful.
She's a thunderstorm and I am dancing upon the clashing waves.
I am taking on this voyage, I have grown tired of running on quicksand.
I am taking on this voyage without an anchor.
I'm taking on this voyage and I know one day I'll find myself washed up on shore.
Jan 14, 2015
Jan 14, 2015 at 7:55 AM UTC
I am taking on this voyage with nothing but a pen and paper.
I sail your oceans, watching you drown the sun.
I stare to your stars above me, your explosions do not reach me.
She's a thunderstorm and I find shipwrecks beautiful.
She's a thunderstorm and I am dancing upon the clashing waves.
I am taking on this voyage, I have grown tired of running on quicksand.
I am taking on this voyage without an anchor.
I'm taking on this voyage and I know one day I'll find myself washed up on shore.
