I'm cold, pale like ivory
Worn like an old black coat
Lost at sea with no sight of shore
I'm weary of the windless days
The nights of rain
The endless black storms

I forget there are stars in the sky
That there is solid ground in the world
That clouds may bring some relief
I remember smiling once
When I believed in something more
Something other than endless grief

I've written letters for her
And cast them into the sea
And maybe some day she might find
But I think it's simply wishful thinking
The ocean is endless to me
And the universe is so unkind