Sea Legs

Of all the churning random hearts Under the sun Eventually fading into night, These two are opening now As we lie, I touch you wonderful alive Girl, if you're a seascape I'm a listing boat, for the thing carries every hope. I invest in a single life The choice is yours to be loved Come away from it empty of... but us 'Cause when the dead moon Rises again be no time to stall or protocol To hem us in. And when the dog slides Underneath a train, There's no cry, no use to searching for the mutt's remains. Throw all consequence aside and a cheerless pyre we will set alight. Of all the intersecting lines in the sand I routed a labyrinth to your lap and never used a map sliding off the land On an incidental tide, And along the way you know, they tried They tried But we got sea legs And we're off tonight They can't have that to which they've no right You belong to a simpler time I'm a victim to the impact of these words, And this rhyme. 'Cause when that dead moon Rises again We've no time to stall or protocol To hem us in Darling when the dog slides open the door, and where’d she go? There's no time, no use in searching for The mutt's remains. Throw all consequence aside And a cheerless pyre we will set alight