claudiandisorder

a song comes to mind, and suits the mood just fine...

Carry on,
inside of your heart
Under the brine
you won't notice the dark
Can stone and steel
and horses heels
ever explain the way you feel
From Scapa flow
to Rotherhithe,
I felt the lapping of the ebon tide

Oh the heavy water how it enfolds
The salt the spray
the gorgeous undertow
Always, always, always the sea
Brilliantine mortality

Irrigate your heart
until you know your complete
And your draped in kelp,
below by 8,000 feet
My soul she cried
I thought you'd died
amid fumes of formaldehyde
You have been gone
for so long
I felt the lapping of the ebon tide

Oh the heavy water how it enfolds
The salt the spray
the gorgeous undertow
Always, always, always the sea
Brilliantine mortality

''.....oh when this clustered wicked isle became, the land did o'er she moved, again she cried, you tore my eyes, amid fumes of a mile wide, and in the figure of concern, by one by one it moved, until again she screamed in better words, 'an enemy of and against the sun'.....''

oh the heavy water how it unfolds
the salt the spray
the gorgeous undertow
always, always, always the sea
brilliantine mortality...

-british sea power