Oh, as we lie here in this small room,
I can’t help making my mind wander to,
and fro, and bouncing all across the room we lay in now,
but even so my only thought can be of how,
when in my restless distress we would come
together once to perform acts of bonded love,
and before we e’er met with the same eye
I always cared for you and you for I,
and all those pangs which oft cast sadness when
the seeming happiness or lock of bond
broke all the chains which held my heart within
and left me talking all the night upon
those cold questions about where I’d be gone
when life would follow through with all its warnings
and I’d be left a lonely man in mourning.
Oh, my dear fox, please trot along with me,
‘long with the countenance and the audacity
of all those men when cast upon calamity,
but always remained standing at the mast
a’ looking outwards at their fate
at new and old horizons, they scarcely wait
for destiny to come to them, they “Go!”
while others wait to see the king’s reaction
about a certain recreation of his savage action,
and while these thoughts of some long past time
will always haunt the inner regions of my mind,
the winds will carry us to where we need
to go whenever we set out to take the lead,
and that which turns about inside my head
will turn about until the day i’m dead,
but all the inner machinations of my mind
will still think of your beauty all the time.
So with these words I hope wherever we
set out to sail towards on this ship that we lead
I’ll always have you, you will always me,
we give our lives direction but never can be certain
that we will guarantee our wanted destination,
but human action causes fate’s reaction,
and in the mighty face of nature action is the thing
that with we catch the conscious of a lord or King.
I bid our ship be cast.
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