I was designed for a shimmer in blue for a merry sailor tune
for all of the things that titillate you
I can see the wide open sea the salt air breeze
like a veil and ring like my bride to be
and so I ebb and flow I ne’er let go
let the words sing into an ocean throe.
Now my heart throbs and floats and bobs as I ask the cob
why roots start growing where there’s a meal on the hob.
He looks at me with a tear in his eye he says to me that he learned to fly
on a warm, summer day with a clear blue sky but for every memory adventures bring
you never forget your first goodbye.