I have seen a million adventures
In coves and camps and creeks.
I have battled beasts and pirates
On the rocks and on high seas.
I do not foresee old age;
I cannot retain where I have been.
Every day is the only day;
I live it again and again and again.
I tried to fly my way beyond the borders
To some soft land where I could build
A home, a life, but everyone’s a pirate;
It’s all kill or you’ll be killed.
I am not a pirate; neither am I a man.
Whatever I am, I cannot know for sure.
If I could only get the hang of it, I think
To live may be an awfully big adventure.
But somewhere a clock is ticking
Somewhere it’s counting down
When it chimes, all my times
Dissolve into the clouds
And I will be forgotten
In the same way that I forget-
All my days of grand adventures
Fading into one last grand sunset
And someone else’s sunrise.
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