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STILL THE SEAS

If in time I stand alone
With everyone around
I'll know that it's okay
When I become one with the ground
If in time when all walk by
They notice not the storm overhead
I'll be safe in saying
They'll notice not when I'm dead
Shed a tear for the rotting jester
Lay a rose on that still chest
Notice not the wounds that fester
In the end this is what's best
Keep the turning hands of time
From creeping up on me
Stop them from spinning out of control
Calm my seas of tranquility
Permanent shelter from the storm
Shielded from the crashing crest
Torment subsides
Lay my withered soul to rest