I’ll sing of you today
Of a bottomed out foray
Where I saw the sea so close
To touching feet of those
Who stayed.
I’ll sing of you today
At the thought of my relief
I jumped back from the sea
Relief was tainted deep
With fears that I’d have to leave
My heavy home.
So I’ll sing it today.
My home was heavy of me.
Me, I couldn’t ask to leave;
I’d think of more to gain
So on my mind it’d weigh
Too much; it’d break.
I’ll sing of you today.
If I’d sing, I could believe
In a sea that’d carry all of me.
