Does my voice sound
Different in your ears?
Do you hear a melody,
Or just senseless gurgles?
I have sunk ships
In my angry fits
But never have a pirate
Able to steal my wits
Nor my heart
Been snared
By a careless tongue
And a fearless mind
But here he comes
Riding the waves
Of promised freedom
And poisoned hopes,
Dyeing my eyes
With gold-swathed stars
And staining my shores
With red-tinted suns.
If tears could
Turn into pearls
How come the ocean
Just swallows mine?
They turned
My tail into legs
But not my scales
Into daggers;
No way to cut
His heart out
Nor have his eyes
Look my way.
Now, watch my life
Turn to foam.
Watch my love
Turn to sand.
