June was the lobster shell I dug by hand; a haven that hid me well beneath the sand
The white, windy waves washed in, but I stayed dry. The great breakers broke again as I nodded off inside. And then, when the empress ran aground and my eyes turned blue and green, I heard a gorgeous sound, and that's when it became a dream. When the sky fell in, when the hurricanes came for me - I could finally crash again.
And that's how I became the sea.
I wrenched the engines off and drank them down, the depths turned the iron soft as they swiftly drowned. And I brought the ocean side to its' rusty knees, as I felt the eventide deepen my shallowed dreams.
And Then
When the empress ran aground, and my eyes turned blue and green, I heard a gorgeous sound.
And that's when it became a dream
When the sky fell in.
When the hurricanes came for me, I could finally crash again.
And that's how I became the sea...
