See an eye patched man
No one speaks a word
In the distance is heard a grunt
With the flying of a bird
How strange is it
Thinking right then wrong
Believing complex emotion
Can be lyrics of a song
Burning of his eyes
Has no rythmn or thought
Some ideas cant be learned
Though others still taught
No one approaches
The reason seems clear
Amongst the scruffy black
Is felt a sense of fear
Knowing whats to come
A question that drives us mad
Thinking of the worst
Will only make us sad
Nothing has been done
Just a drop in the sea
From the abyss of the chin
Falls bark from a tree
Not a drink has been taken
With the waves remaing still
This action of normality
Has created an abnormal chill
A look of surrender
Drifts over the eyes
Theres simplicity in the face
While another attempts to hide
Tired and angery
Fear to reveal a name
Without beard or barrel
We are pirates all the same