A crow it cackled twice upon the day he was named
Dipped a wing and turned its body back to wheel about in the spray
They gathered on the bluffs to see him away
There in the vessel that the township had claimed
A man dishevelled by the spectre of doubt
The bottle blunted as they wheeled her out
--
Endlessly affronted by the wind and the waves
A tiny blip upon the blue the Teignmouth Electron was splayed
And yet he harboured a plan
He was just a man
A trimaran
Cast adrift for seven months and seventeen days
Burdened by the whispers so confounding that they led him astray
It’s an impossible plan
He was just a man
A trimaran
--
Hushed face, scalded balls, girded for an ocean bash
Listing in the gale, such a travail in which he’s fixed to the mast
They gathered by the wireless every day
Amidst the static no connection remained
A man dishevelled by the spectre of doubt
The ocean wavered as he stepped on out
--
Endlessly affronted by the wind and the waves
A tiny blip upon the blue the Teignmouth Electron was splayed
And yet he harboured a plan
He was just a man
A trimaran

Cast adrift for seven months and seventeen days
Burdened by the whispers so confounding that they led him astray
It’s an impossible plan
He was just a man
A trimaran
--
Choked by the weeds set here as drapery
Becalmed in all but there internally
A second level cosmic being.
It’s a denouement in Sargasso sea
Becalmed in all but there internally
He sees the nature of the mercy
He sees the nature of the mercy
It is the mercy.