Land is en route for departure.
A sextant without a marker.
No focal points. It gets darker.
I'm not where I'm supposed to be.
Stop talking sense. It's not smarter.
This boat just needs a new starter.
Declare the course, take the charter
where they envisioned raising me.
Let ego die like a martyr.
Offer these sins and don't barter.
Start listening to the heart her
voice is calling out to see(sea).