Testo Red Sky Harbor - Corelia

Red Sky Harbor

A pale grey is over head
I’m dragging feet in the sand
It grows inside to return instead
And still, I’ll take my chances
Here, alone.
As the sun surely rises I will toil
Beneath the waves
The scent of sea air lingers
In my lungs at the end of the day
This is my dominion
Through clear water I can see
All the past I’ve been here
Wading through forests of plant-like monstrosities
To think I would ever find
Such riches.
Beneath the oceans wide
Sinking down to the depths of my demise
As the seas turn dark and frightening
Immersed I’ve been in self-righteous findings
I fade in lieu of reflecting within