Drifting the Melancholy Sea

Ken McKee\Michael Ferro

Another chance into the distance
Another day with no regret
Open season on my soul now
Only wounded, I’m left to live

I’ll sail a ship upon the sea
If I ever get the chance again
If this trip…my sole voyage…
This rotting to plank to which I cling
Becomes my cross, my casket!

Until I drown, there is no other possibility

There was time when I thought I’d know where to go
Light of the season, turns to dusk
And then it fades away, fades away from me
And when I drowned…
I realized there was no possibility

Like an old love, possessor of my body
Repulsion like leaves in the fall
Search for salvation, forevers’ fallen grace
From Eden I drift alone

I drift alone in this sea I call my own
Filled with emptiness
And I cannot fill this void
Trapped inside this mortal coil
I am all alone

Fading color I can’t remember
The truth I can’t forget
There was a shift, it razed my heart now
After image, traces still

Left with questions
Fraught with flaws
Left to build
With pieces gone

And what I found…
There’s got to me something more for me