A bloodied rostrum and missing fins, teeth marks raked from gill to grin. From far away, it's easily seen, the ordeal through which I had been Specific gravity, taken it's toll, fateful events left their holes Teeth replaced from ones behind, nictating membranes hide swollen eyes Uncanny, I sailed straight to thee, in tonic immobility One drop in a million Spiteful seas and sharper shores, I'd suffer all again And navigate with magnetic pores, a thousand chance occurrences Uncanny, I sailed straight to thee, in tonic immobility One drop in a million To migrate is to suffer Like fleeting friends, thermoclines come and go A family asunder, I cheers the deserters, An unfathomable reward, now breaths and grows