Fimbriae

On an ocean where the sun never sets Amongst a crew whose names the captain forgets They toil and they laugh, and they break with the waves As I break bread with them, knowing I′m home I write letters to burn I grow faces to drown All the while cleansed by the light Of a sky without sun Reflecting the sea And the brightness of what lies beneath We don′t ever dock but the faces still change And our numbers wax and they wane Everyone drowns and everyone laughs On a journey of circular paths Apotheosis of lies There′s lifeboats aplenty I could leave this strange ocean behind Though I fear if I left I would stumble on land And my journey would start once again
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