Post by Master of the Shadows Reborn on Dec 19, 2005 17:31:40 GMT -5
On seas high winds, my journey home begins, as I look to nightly sky. I see the shining face of my lover high.
Nay to East where new morn rise; nor to West where I hear nights cries; and not to South, where artic winds do blow, but unto North, with the star to guide us home.
In your arms I wish to be, there I am truly free. To see myself in your eyes, and there I know you love is purely wise.
Nay to East where new morn rise; nor to West where I hear nights cries; and not to South, where artic winds do blow, but unto North, with the star to guide us home.
Oceans vast, and vessel cast, Posidens realm we sail. Unfurl flag, and sail, to the Northly gale. Carry me to my home of eastern shore.
Nay to East where new morn rise; nor to West where I hear nights cries; and not to South, where artic winds do blow, but unto North, with the star to guide us home.
Nay to East where new morn rise; nor to West where I hear nights cries; and not to South, where artic winds do blow, but unto North, with the star to guide us home.
In your arms I wish to be, there I am truly free. To see myself in your eyes, and there I know you love is purely wise.
Nay to East where new morn rise; nor to West where I hear nights cries; and not to South, where artic winds do blow, but unto North, with the star to guide us home.
Oceans vast, and vessel cast, Posidens realm we sail. Unfurl flag, and sail, to the Northly gale. Carry me to my home of eastern shore.
Nay to East where new morn rise; nor to West where I hear nights cries; and not to South, where artic winds do blow, but unto North, with the star to guide us home.
