Let’s split a hit and coin a dream
Ignore what foghorned warnings ring
When sights are smelt and sounds are seen
And vibrant star-plucked colours scream
Ride madcapped waves on punch drunk seas
Shanghai the blood moon mean of meaning
The wretched boats that cease to sing
And plunder what tomorrow brings
Hoist high the flag ‘poete maudit’
And set no course for destiny
The compass spins bewilderedly
And points out possiblunderings
Let us the deep consume our shame
Spit mutiny upon our blame
Agree that we no more shall weep
Nor lay beside our graves and sleep
Decide that God made sailors plenty
But not a lot of sailors ready
To crush their castles made of sand
No longer strong enough to stand
So lift the anchor! Mend the seams! And stoke the coals that burn intensely
The installation of constellations above us shine with chance extreme
Embrace our dreams blown back by breezes, the nakedness that never leaves us
Cast our nets and troll our lines, fill vast our vats, turn water wine
Erase our past and pull the cork
To flood the floors of our befores
We’ll sail for ports that have no shores
And sever our tenacious moors
With brand new eyes and new disguises
We’ll let the dead weight catch the flieses
The one wise fact we realise is
The sun is darkest ‘for it rises
Along the black lugubrious swell
Our secrets shared – we’ll never tell
So hem the mast the storms have quelled
Rebury treasures mermaids held
The Northern Star so near, so far
Shone bright like fireflies in a jar
Sits silent, silhouetted high
The low-lined clouds ‘neath midnight sky
From crow’s nest view it all seems staged
Like Skane scene painted picture pages
So patiently the ghosts interred
Wait to escape ol’ Davey’s locker
Then suddenly within the helm come forth the rings from warning bells
“Abandon ship!” the captain yells - we tell him he can go to hell
Our lives were forged upon this sea and so this sea shall set us free
Man overboard! Infinity! Cold kiss my mistress darkness.
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