All I see it seems night-sea
the deep unfeeling
under no lee, downtown of every town

In all I do I fall short or go too far
a vessel at sea
I'm making steady progress
and for all I know I'm long-inurned
a stretch of verse in a nocturne

All I hear I fear seagulls
deaf to their own shrieking
surely it's just me, closing in for the kill

In all I say I belittle of overdo
a vessel at sea
I'm making for the egress
and for all I know I'm long-inurned
a stretch of verse for a nocturne

We're longing to transcend the pouch
without having to take to nails
this time around