| "An Outset In The Sea" | |
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| Song by Hungry Lights from the album The Awry Ascent | |
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"An Outset In The Sea" is track two on the Hungry Lights studio album "The Awry Ascent." Remember that this is a summary, not the entire story! It is 1-10% of what is actually going on—just the skeleton.
Story[]
In this first chapter, you meet the main character, "Prill," who is a twenty-five year old sea hunter. There was a shipwreck the night before, and Prill is stranded in the middle of the ocean. He makes the acquaintance of an albatross named, "Artorn," expresses a desire to quit his line of work and start over, then he prepares to swim back to his home in a port called "Windfall."
Lyrics[]
Fate began to pull at the bow of my hollow existence
So I prayed
No vessel, drifting in the ocean
Your hushing waves knew me
And of the dust that sat beneath my feet?
The Sandman must have shaky hands
You hailed me back!
My beloved waits at the wall beyond the sea
Please don't forget me
Or the man that I had truly meant to be
And above my head, an albatross with wings of iron
We're all that's left
My spirit woven thin
I should have drowned...
Jubilee and hilarity
-What life would be if you and I had exchanged our arms
I am promised to a century of torment and scorn
And every day, I wake up someone new—reborn
True suffering—the cottage of the world
I could catch a thousand sheepshead
I could bask in the glory of the spoil
But what it meant to me could never satisfy the taste for more
O' what catastrophe!
I'd mastered all my craft, but not reward
So soon, my ardent day would cast a spiraled shell—my fated lure
Jubilee and hilarity
-What life would be if you and I had exchanged our arms
I am promised to a century of torment and scorn
And every day, I wake up someone new—reborn
True suffering—the cottage of the world
O' how I longed to walk your shore!
To bathe in your affection forever
This tattered, twisted, broken mast would sail no more
But we sail endless...
Thus upon my brow, an omen
The heavy, secret eye evolves
Two iron wings take flight,
But to never stray my side
I could never be the same
I could spot it!
Your shoreline, just on horizon's beak
Vehemence, and I was kicking
But my fleeting strength was low
I reached out and clawed the swell back
Drenched and wide-eyed, I propelled forward
Forward I'd go!
The sea would not defeat me!