Outlaster

I idled so far my rigging froze...
Long night, green light above and below

I will not stop sailing though ever in mind
The words of my lover who died in his time

Sailing sailing slow
Across a still ocean
Dark and cold

Sailing sailing slow
To rest in the ice of a passing floe

At peace from drowning
Far out he sings
What can forever but misery bring?

Come closer Come closer

No wonder waning, still on I wend
A thousand years trailing
Forgotten friends

All calling, all calling, reply, reply
Faint light in the water, faint light
In the sky