I ponder the scent of the sea, smothered in a breath of the earth I watch the blue memories crash upon the heart of my song Capturing my longing, praising my enchantment And bringing me home to the path before me
I used to swim in the moonlit waters of my consciousness Unsure of which course was right and proper I cried for mercy, beckoned the siren to come again To release me from my tired prison
"My fall will be for you, if you would let it be so" I offered to she who would determine my fate "Reprieve me, call me what you will But show me how to be without the shell"
She tossed her time-laden hair in the waves And looked at me with certain disdain I sensed that something was coming, something bad But instead she lifted me in her arms, vanishing to the depths
"If your fall will be for me" she soothed "Your rise shall be for you, even in the cold of night" She gave to me, a vial, a vial of hope she named it If any time I faltered, I was to open it and bask in its light
I took it unto myself, clinging tight as we drifted I remember majestic creatures, bowing in reverence Assuming they meant the siren, I looked in her eyes And saw a truth I never contemplated possible
Together we rose, higher and higher, until the sky I could see Nothing could, or would ever surpass this happening Then suddenly, she vanished from sight And I was left upon the shore of righteousness...
And here I ponder the scent of the sea Smothered in a breath of the earth I watch the blue memories crash upon the heart of my true self Bringing me home to the path before me