How I long for the sirens to take me into the depths of the under known hold my breath and breathe for me. causing mystrey of longing for all I need
The sweet smell of the sea My last breaht tonight To my love, I love thee and please forgive me
The ship that flys no colours will bear this heart 7 sea’s with ports to see and ports to forget
The ship that hails no colours hangs men with no names in remembence reminding a name is nothing but words to the dead Davey jones has your name in blood and he’ll call you his dog
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