(Listen) to me, my best friend
Permission granted friend, but stay close to my heart
and we'll get through this sad part
(Wander) with me, my lost friend and find something that makes sense
We catch drift far from home
Return to things we don't know
(This ship will burn) Breaking waves and bitter lives
(Full steam ahead) Turning tides and hanging minds
(Stop shoveling coal) Churn our sea, unpredictably
(The boiler room is full) (Recover) with me, my hurt friend
The wounds you wear aren't forever
The air will cool where you bleed
Your tears bear salt from our sea
(This ship will not overturn These waves will not cool this burn
This sea will not swallow me This past will not defeat me)
This distance is so absurding
Dropped anchor just to keep on moving
Found times bound ground in course from dead reckoning
The true course at what speed?
Past times find ways to drown
Deciding distance for the present roaming
Off course source bound for worse in dead reckoning
We'll find true speed in traveling on
(Assumed command
Complied and warned those who don't know what it might have done)
(Hold on) to me, my last friend
My sails are free from all wind
Step down from my seat
My drowning mind sinks slowly