Waiting for sight of a ship on the horizon
Distractions from this day mundane
To see them navigate the islands
Watch them on their lonely way
We sit here forever
We stare at the sea
This is our time
This is how we'll always be
Talk of the wreck as always
Remembering the noble drowned
A lighthouse too far to guide them
And rocks too close to spare their bones
Sinews twisted
And hope resisted
Never seized the day
The depths received them
When none could free them
Gathered to their grave

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