Inlanders All

Inlanders all, we come from lanes and alleys,
inlanders all, we come from lanes and alleys,
fixed in ocean reveries,
crowds of water-gazers,
here we stand united,
reaching out for dreamy horizons
at the very, very distant
limit of the land.
Here we stand united,
reaching out for dreamy horizons
at the very, very extremest
limit of the land.
Drawn by the power of the compass needles,
drawn by the power of the compass needles
in the tall ships at the wharves,
we're attracted thither
and we stand united,
just as nigh the body of water
as we only can without
the risk of falling in.
And we stand united,
just as nigh the body of water
as we only possibly can
avoiding falling in.
Souls mounting up, the diver Sun descending,
envious billows blush like wine
in a brimming goblet...
Here we stand united
under spell of tremulous motions,
breathing in the pensive air
of robust, man-like seas.
Here we stand united
under spell of tremulous motions,
breathing in the feminine air
by robust, man-like seas.
Inlanders all, we marvel as we vanish,
inlanders all, we marvel as we vanish...
Firmaments of air and sea
in all-pervading oneness...
We become united,
gazing at the shroud of the sea
still rolling as it used to roll
five thousand years ago...
And we become united
gazing at the shroud of the sea
still rolling as it would heave and roll
five thousand years ago...