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Privateer

Smoke of a pipe and the night setting down
Cold Decembers make a cruel weighted crown
The voices you gave flight will soon grow soft
Echoing a resonance that is forever lost

The wind has filled the sails
The creaking of the bow
Like an ocean you give flight to fancies bearing sails
It's all taken in jest you always lied to me
A smile fills my cheeks and a bottle of rum

Blood on the heels of a boy named Jim
Scouring the turbulence, filling to the brim
Love never told is like a black colored rose
Its beautiful but is never shown in a happy end