I woke with the dawn that July
And too my coffee on the widow's walk
The whispers as clear as the sky
The twisted moors, the dead whalers' haunt
Oh my
Memories of unremembered past
Dawn watches callus rust harpoons
Whale spray an endless diamond blast
My stomach drops from sight with the loons
All roads the same
All roads the same
Tell me where where where
Do all those roads lead?
All roads the same
Old as the sea
Whiskey as hard as kerosene
I ache for the chase and sacrifice
I am a vase of ambergris
I am the hair and the lice
Oh my god
Hear now the smallness of man!
Hear now the greatness of beast!
Even as tall as I can stand
I am a speck on the sea
All roads the same
All roads the same
Tell me where where where
Do all those roads lead?
All roads the same
Old as the sea
Once I held that spear
And looked into that eye
It brought me down to size
Now I sit right here
The ocean out of sight
Are dreams ever alive?
All roads the same
All roads the same
Tell me where where where
Do all those roads lead?
All roads the same
Old as the sea
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