There it rides on a sea of souls
A ship of stone above the shoals
Carrying dark and lurid dreams
So clear, yet never what they seem
Swells bisected by the heavy prow
While fantasies flit across the bows
All on board have parts to play
To evoke feelings, each in their way
But the living sea carries them all
Seeking a release, hearts enthralled
The water is wild but always submits
To the will of the crew of the ship
The man at the tiller plots the course
His mind provides an infinite source
Painting forms on our minds' sky
Brave new ideas redefined
His stories invoke the exotic
Sometimes brutal, often erotic
The water is wild but always submits
To the will of the crew of the ship
The stoker keeps the driving beat
Controls the tides that stamp our feet
The whole crew keep us contained
Emotions timed by their refrain
The sea will surge as they dictate
Hard rhythms you can't escape
The water is wild but always submits
To the will of the crew of the ship
Swinging on tunes from heaven and hell
They keep us riding the cusp of the swell
By showing us evil as well as good
They find themselves misunderstood
Though their ocean feels what is true
Outsiders find it a heady brew
The water is wild but always submits
To the will of the crew of the ship
All on board have parts to play
To evoke feelings, each in their way
But the living sea carries them all
Seeking a release, hearts enthralled
The water is wild but always submits
To the will of the crew of the ship
There it rides on a sea of souls
A boat of stone above the shoals
Carrying dark and lurid dreams
All clear, yet never what they seem
Swells bisected by a heavy prow
While fantasies flit across the bows
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