William died in the war

He left behind little more than words

All but forgotten

For eight years he sailed on haunted oceans

Conspiring spiraling seas

Recording his fears and fantasies

And I say

I understand

Truth lives in house on the borderland

Love rules the nightland

And ghost pirates wait at sea for me

Understand

I understand

William, your tortured mind is as mine

Your stories feel like home

Lam not alone

No

Trapped on an island in the weed

I was in need of a friend

You're a friend

Understand

Truth lives in a house on the borderland

Love rules the nightland

And ghost pirates wait at sea for me

I understand

I understand

William died in the great war