Upon the brow of worried me
Across cross walks and eternal seas
My mind stays out , sail set
The thoughts in my dream nets
Bring about new ideas
I absently meander through my catch
Unaware of the pearls underfoot
And the sky above
Im lost in thoughts
Memories and love

I pick the catch of my fancy
And bottle it for later
Im the keeper of my fancy catch
This idea is now my own
I let this dreamboat be taken
Each wind and wave a new place
I keep the nets and sails open
fishing on through space

Endlessly traveling
Acquiring new fish
My mind is satisfied
My stomach is content
Food for thought has never been clearer
And my absolute understanding
Grows ever nearer

I keep the thoughts I can eat
Letting the scrawny vessels back out to sea
Tagged and numbered, never to be reviewed
Always to be seen
My yield is shared with those on this boat
An open crew can be cast
In any metal
Well all meddle with the waves of times
The seas of thought
And the food of the mind

I cast off again, leaving ropes upon the shore
I don’t intend on landing soon, so bring an understanding
Know full well this is the last ferry ill use
A last commute to oblivion
I choose the nirvana of exploration
Over the land of stability
I undestand where I am
I don’t know where ill go
that’s what excites me
I just need to know