Feeling dry docked
Removed from the routine
A jolting change
Seldom so blatantly seen
Gasping for air
A life that may be your own
Ginger movements
Sensitive to a sullen tone
Feeling Dry Docked
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V. Seeing That Red Sky On The Horizon
Seeing that red sky on the horizon
Knowing those clocks are about to tock
Silent shanties are just lyrical runes
A quiet prayer before we cross the dock
Inevitably Waiting By The Dock
Inevitably waiting by the dock
Sunshine rising on a chilly landscape
But I still must set sail
The future playing out along time’s stellar shape
My heart will remain here with you
No matter how far away upon the sea
Throughout the incoming squalls
Within your bosom; exactly where I’m to be
Running Headlong Into Winter
Running headlong into Winter
The cold air forced inside my lungs
Stopping abruptly at the end of the dock
Arms out, catching a snowflake on my tongue
I ran out of land again
Isolated out here with my soul about to freeze
There’s no place left to escape
Shanghai’d again! My fate lies on the high seas
Snapshots Of Our Lives
Snapshots of our lives
Small moments frozen on the clock
The ones we tend to forget about
Until we’re stranded upon the dock
Time is a fleeting master
The harbinger of a physics defied
Our memories are trying to surface
Yet still caught in the sandy tide
It Won’t Be Forever Now
It won’t be forever now
Before I must report to the dock
If you need to reveal to me
Now’s the time to talk
These are the peaceful days
The lull before the storm
We’ll find ourselves lonely
With only memories to keep us warm
How Could I Not Be Happy?
How could I not be happy
With this fine woman by my side
Always standing on the dock
Waiting for me to return with the tide
Captain Q 