Sea Side Spirit

He's bleeding constellations
Crying stars 
His heart beat is echoing over the oceans 
Reflecting a lost Shipwreck's rot
Calling for a savior that will never come 
Overwhelmed with the grief of isolation 
He's staring with waning moons in his eyes 
Glowing softly with the renewed starvation
that hungers for freedom 
He's breathing the heavy wind 
That whips the fragile foreign trees 
He's going still, he's going silent  
Like the sounds of the night 
An eternal cage in the sea side nights