Martha

Nothing’s left to stake, sing any song you choose, seek eternal escape, say like on a throne, he won't be wanting you, tell him you're not alone, reason says too late, to heal the broken dues, like a brigand seeks escape, you'll find a rolling stone, make all of life a tune, don't worry if you'll cope, find some tide or sail, any sea will do, another lover surely waits, a knife to the throat, sail across the blue, what is left to hold, except yours anyway, be captain of the purview, Oranges and the Spanish Main, your greatest muse.