Helm Sleeps
This twisted place,
From angst to revery
And unnavigable passages
Bright sunny shores
In well lit times
With gentle courses yet to find
Journey on
in some inner place,
While the helm sleeps
and on we race.
Helm Sleeps
This twisted place,
From angst to revery
And unnavigable passages
Bright sunny shores
In well lit times
With gentle courses yet to find
Journey on
in some inner place,
While the helm sleeps
and on we race.