Kamilla Two

Like a ship on the sea, I swear to the night, let me find a way, a shoal of lost hordes, all in flight, signal the poor, I seek authority, between moon and sky, you let me see, from the earth's back door, a terrible why, floats from the ocean's maw, curdled by weeds, their arms bound tight, who will set them free, get them to the shore, do what's right, face the furore, please rock me gently, say everything's fine, be kind to me lover, look into my eyes.