Save your soul
Bright with holes
Rays on pinion
Lay me down
Our trust lies in mighty wing
We thrust ourselves into drink
Pitched boats sail, ploughmen toil
To drift on, work the soil
Stow your gaze
Away these waves
Stain reflection
May we drown
This is our last goodbye
This is our final cry
This separation of bird and bone
An introduction to tide and lung
We've resigned to soar home
Despite these wayward rays