The boat of the skies
With it's sail of stars
And oars of souls
Carry's all away
In the still of night
The dragonhead sits
Atop it's mast
Watching forward
To warn and protect
Those within
The compass guides
And the stories flow
To the end, fated
To the end, already known
What destination awaits
The eyes shall see soon enough
And the sea of life
Shall deliver us thus
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