Anchor up

There is no villain in this tale.
No final wound inflicted on this heart.
Just time to anchor up and and set sail.

This was a dream always doomed to fail
And flounder at the very end when we must part.
There is no villain in this tale.

There’s no pleading grip on this skin so pale,
No bleeding tears and no poisoned dart.
Just time to anchor up and and set sail.

The very air around our words has grown stale.
And though I dream of returning to the start,
There is no villain in this tale.

No las...