A handful of dream dust for my pirate
He can hear the pPacific singing
The sea meets the light in his salt water eyes
Icy pictures of the water are captured in his frameThe petals of night are unfolding
A mermaid's map floats by on the rolling green
Japanese fishing float carries my soul
Out to the whales and out to the deepI wonder about the herds of the sea
If they will hurt or if they will help meSwimming with my fallen blossoms
I drink from the source above
Swimming with my fallen blossoms
I drink from the source aboveSwimming with my fallen blossoms
I drink from the source above
Swimming with my fallen blossoms
I drink from the source aboveA handful of dream dust for my pirate
He can hear the Pacific singing
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