When a sheep rolls in

When the ships comes in
I won’t be the first on the shore line
I will not believe as others
I will not create
I will follow.
Like a sheep
Like a goat

When the ships come, sin
I’ll try for my eyes will tell me a story behind all dreams
A dream, my words will be
Done and done
Gun and gun to die
To lie
To learn a deaf truth

When the ships rolls in
My ball and wife will shrink
Knowing of a great beneath
Coming
And my readiness is gone in the dust
Like a child
A kid
A newborn down in the meadow
Blowing in a wing to blow no more
Replaced by a howl
Replaced
By the opposite of hope

When the ships comes in
The land will dry
When the ships rolls in
I will die
Finally, again