i am drawn br by an unknown force br to your shore line br to your sea br br i am drawn br with your white capped hand br to your cold, white sand br to your dry, liquid heart br br the music you play br sends to my ears br the sounds of the waves br rushing, mighty waves br crashing rocks br tilting ships br who sway their hips br and sailors who are washed ashore br blissfully wishing of home to come br wishfully thinking of their heart, so numb br br their hearts are as numb as my hands br as they grasp the cold iron bar, br on the starboard side br as they grasp the heart of one br who has Poseidon on his side br br who does your bidding? br tempest mighty br hollar at the wind br howl at the wind br br then turn and whisper, br what you wish me to hear br br howl until your heart's content br i will wail in this lament br br but soon...