Swimming in the darkest oceans
Driven nowhere by my own fins
Yet them I must depend on to survive
Accompanied by pilots true
Who swim nearby to keep me groomed
Ensuring that I can perform and thrive
Ears and mouth bend towards the ground
Eyes transfixed where we'll be found
When one day we complete our greatest drive
Oh mother, father, listen to my words
I bear a tale of times before your births
Edited by Phoenix Spirit, 17 April 2009 - 03:50 AM.





