Ray Two

Can you bring serenity, to this creature in a jar, rescued from the sea, like someone in a grave, bears a different mark, something you can't name, one who sets you free, like a bell from far, back to childhood dreams, maybe it's a different age, we drive around in cars, but I still feel strange, nothing fills my need, 'cept a salty bog, somewhere I can scream, to dance by the waves, sails wrapped around a spar, rid the stuff that's wreckage, the only thing real, this little stickleback La, swimming around a jammy, who needs a Da?