I have traversed so many paths in,
response to droughts and floods and,
some go promises and prospects
and sometimes, just because.

My mutineering days,
have called to me to say.

Your pulse is a compass,
Your sea legs are akin to your heart.
Your pulse is a compass,
And your veins, your veins are the chart.

The tides they sway to the sirens song.
My unnamed love singing all night long.
My mutineering days,
have called to me to say.

Your pulse is a compass,
Your sea legs are akin to your heart.
Your pulse is a compass,
And your veins, your veins are the chart.

The tides they sway to the sirens song.
My unnamed love singing all night long.
My mutineering days,
have called to me to say.

Your pulse is a compass,
Your sea legs are akin to your heart.
Your pulse is a compass,
And your veins, your veins are the chart.

My mutineering days.
My mutineering days.

A Heart In Port

Something In The Air

The Woodsman's Babe
Self-Titled Debut Album
Released 4-14-15
www.thwdsmnsbb.com
CI Records