If only I would budge from the marshes
From the haze of this region
For the rest of my days

I curse the hour I was swept astray
On the tide of my enemies
Babbling and slurring
All their innermost battles

Many worried vessels
Have taken to the deep
And I’ve turned them away
At every draft of betrayal

I’m encircled by grief
For an eternity of seeking
My one true passage
Into clarity again