He hoists his ragged sail br And beholds an unequal grace br He knows not whether he’ll prevail br In this silvery, glowing place br br Comprised of beauty and terror, br He sets a course for the unknown br Perhaps his gravest error, br He’ll wear through any cyclone br br He peers into the abyss, br It’s moniker: the deep blue br And through all fear, he persists br With this dangerous pas de deux br br He drifts upon the moonlit sea, br Reflecting an ethereal sky br The remains of his ship, scattered debris br He floats away with the tide.