Sailing To The Land Of The Norse

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Roaming free, since empires first ruled the sea
Our little ship buoyed upon the rising crests
Cutting through the waters, making our way
The burden of duty, we have silently acquiesced

Sailing to the land of the Norse
Braving storms that blew & blew
Surviving the ocean’s force
For I’m one of the salty crew

Cautious of what lies beyond this foggy morn
The natural world; the root of crashing waves
Taking in the sight of snow covered mountains
Norse myths & a foreboding weakness we stave

Sailing to the land of the Norse
Braving storms that blew & blew
Surviving the ocean’s force
For I’m one of the salty crew

Now aloft; climbing the mast for a clearer view
Ice, snow & haze coming out of this Northern gale
Secrets of this land & now we’re in its frigid grip
Push furthermore, we have no option to fail

Sailing to the land of the Norse
Braving storms that blew & blew
Surviving the ocean’s force
For I’m one of the salty crew

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Those Beachside Fantasies

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Those beachside fantasies

Her returning to my mind

A short-lived summer love

Tracking down what I won’t find

It was a patriotic stance

I believe it was July fourth

Still sorry she couldn’t stay

Time for her to head back north

Though we still had one night

She was beautiful as could be

Wrapped loosely in that flag

On the shores of a moonlit sea

I sit drinking Lonesometown brew

A strategically placed heartbreak

Try to give her the benefit of the doubt

Can’t deny all the pain left in her wake