Raymond

Can you bring serenity, to this creature in a jar, rescued from the sea, like someone in a grave, wears a lack of spark, something you can't name, one who sets you free, like a bell from afar, back to childhood dreams, maybe it's a different age, we drive around in cars, but I still feel strange, nothing fills my need, except this salty dog, makes me want to scream, to dance by the waves, life wrapped around a spar, rid the stuff that's wreckage, the only thing real, is that far off star, shining above the jetty, I don’t half miss me Da?