To the Coast - Enslaved

To the coast, but not across

Static sanctuary

Longing for the heart of the changer

Chained to the past, a dream of liberation

The vultures above, they know, they’ve seen him linger here

Where the barren land meets sea;

the mother and the reaper

The irony of…

Sorrow kept close

Hanging head

Gaze upon the waters and turn back again

Like so many times before

Riders on the horizon with darkness in tow

Too painful to let go of the fear, too strong the ties

He came without a face

… And a promise of belonging

So I caved and gave way to this vision

Bleak and never-ending the pages

I’d like to see what lies beyond

Dissolving ink in salt water

Wrecked and laughing at the skies and the open sea

To the coast but not across

Had some strange days then walked back

To the coast but not across

Longing for the heart of the changer

Chained to the past, a dream of liberation

The vultures above, they know, they’ve seen him linger here

Where the barren land meets the sea;

the mother and the reaper

The irony of…

Riders on the horizon with darkness in tow

Too painful to let go of the fear, too strong the ties

He came without a face

… And a promise of belonging

So I caved and gave way to this vision

Bleak and never-ending the pages

I’d like to see what lies beyond

Dissolving ink in salt water

Wrecked and laughing at the skies and the open sea

Black clad back into the all over again