Sheer reflection mirrors 'neath the keel shining,
Following her track truly abide.
Recollection mostly of the sea pining,
Swallowing her down in rising tide.
Violent silence follows us to shore, rising
Into what they say is just a pause.
Outvoicing the bellows under fore, poising
Before slipping into blower's jaws.
In the depths the bodies softly weep, sinking,
Dreaming 'bout the sun which may now rise.
I will join them in their dark parade, singing,
Spreading the last image in my eyes.
And it's me speaking, breath-seeking, please hold the line!
Bone-breaking, forsaking brine.
She, she's going down,
From upside-down she's coming down.
And this one last time,
For one last line, one last inspire!
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