The empty harbor
Echoes of the forlorn heart
A wail of Sirens
Seagulls taken flight
Lift against the heavy wind
Driven from the shore
My breath escapes me
Icey in the morning mist
The fog clings to me
The wind, whispers lies
Fate blows cold over the deep
Ghost ships gone to sea
The broken mind swings
Raise the cup, drink salt-water
Laughter and madness
