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Floating alone in an ocean of confusion
My navigators have abandoned ship
The waters were too treacherous
They didn't sign up for this
They had no reason to stay
They had no love for this vessel

And why would they when they saw the holes
When they found the paint fading
And the rudder stuck to the left
When they discovered the compass faulty
And the sails in disrepair

Of course they would bail when they learned of my true state
To find another vessel worthy of their skill
And now we circle back to the beginning of my fate
Alone in this confusion, forever in it's wake