Freckled Ocean

Trade your tea cup of sorrow for a morsel of delight,

Trade your apathetic afternoons for one unblinking night.

With your battle scars and beauty

and your velvet undertone,

Sail, with me, the freckled ocean

and befriend a foe.

All my bright kites of desire tug away all day

and the wind is pulling harder than the will to stay.

Leave the anchor at the harbor

and throw away the chain.

Sail with me, the freckled ocean

past the pier of your pain.

Are you yellow as all butter with your class rings

and your youthful fears expanded like a woman's curves.

Will you birth a better moment?

Will you kiss it on the head?

Sail with me, the freckled ocean

as you rise from bed.

When I find my run,

How will I know?

How will I know?

Will I turn to stone?

Or will I go?

Oh, Oh, Oh

All the grass along the seashore

is bowing in the breeze,

Like the lashes of the bashful down upon their bended knees.

There's the memoir of an elephant

and every tiny seed,

Sail with me, the freckled ocean,

for as long as you need.

Ooooh, Ooooh, Ooooh