good evening, all improper nouns

i digress into the city where the evil eagle soars
into a past progression where a distant rumble roars
i know myself and yet i am a mystery to me
no matter where it’s shining
it’s still all but one sea

formerly forgiven
and i’m fast escaping you
i am but a sailor
with no ship to carry crews
this is but a winter
of my discontent, it’s true
but otherwise, i’m always me
but otherwise, i’m new

pick me up a challis so i can find myself
a wilderness of knowing what the other wants in hell
this heaven is a heaven from no other harbor
i am not a captain
i’m asleep

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