Lyrics The Ship - Kiran Leonard

The Ship

When again will your spirits align in our company?
When the ship, in darkness, arrives at the threshold, bowing like sands
Whose breath can give permission to strangeness?
Which of our steps infects or finds?
Your pathways are blessed
The waves crest
Boats roam
I hear the sound of the wind at my temples, groping the shore
The sea gasps;
the land respires
The ship bends in the crossfire like wires