sea of ice

I will set me adrift on a sea of ice

on a sea of ice I will sail

Not a wonder, my darling, we go nowhere

on a sea of ice we sail

I will set my course with a wayward wind

cast my anchor in the stars

I was never a sailor and never a wanderer

destined to go but to never get far

never get never get far

I will cushion the blows of an angry tide

with pillows of seaweed and sand

Lost to the sleep of the oceans deep

on billowing seaweed and sand

Darkness encumbers those seeking out slumber

weighs in their dreams like a grief

I will drink in the brine like air or like wine

for I’m destined to set out but never to leave

never to never to leave

I will sing you each moment out loud like a song,

yes you are the song I’ll sing.

And love, that fumbling foreign tongue,

gives words to the song I sing.

My twisting strands of metaphor

won’t translate into sense

for madness and love fit hand in glove

I’m destined to hope but never to chance

never to never to chance

I will eat my fill of this empty bowl

I will bathe my face in fire

fling away my young and foolish soul

I will set my life on fire

I’m done with destiny and fate

They’ve had their hold on me

So I’ll carve a path through this sea of ice

and we’ll see what there is to see

see what there is to see