My earth was waiting for your stormy footsteps.
They say,
It's not a crime to love what you can't explain.
So you'll be my secret forever
just like the sea's oath to the inquisitive siren.
I promise to hide you in
the crimson of my eyes,
in the blues of my veins.

On this very large yet quite small ball of rock and water flying through space, memories of the words they shared find him every so often. And he wonders. And misses her.

Riding the painted pony across the purple dream
Wondering at all the people involved in sailor schemes

  The mystic waterfall colors of all the dreams we left behind
  Color our truths with raven’s lust , that tells of mankind’s find

  The anchor bail , a silent mare , I’ve stalked her on the train
    Only to find she’s truly tied to the rolling ball and chain

The ram’s head tide , a prism’s light , just echoes of our might
For like the rolling sagebrush the unicorn must fight

The primal sea is boiling the maelstrom pulls the tides
   I sail a ship of ebony a cross the sea of fire