Saturday, January 19, 2013

Pirate

I was born a scoundrel
I sailed a different sea
Hook stood beside me always 
to catch my every dream 

you don't want to know me 
you cannot see the deep
I climb the highest clouds
but can't forget the misery 

the door swung wide to come for me 
the anchor sunk below 
the bloodline bought the bounty 
and I'm crying as it crows 

Peter walked on water 
to take hold of the truth
Peter went to never land
to hold onto his youth

I was born a dreamer 
I painted silver ships
I sat upon the seashore
with gleaming fingertips

find me at the bottle
forgetting all the pain 
find me at the river
remembering my name

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