A Name, Two Dates, and a Phrase

Sleepy harbor town
 Quiet.Calm. It´s a Nightmare
 Nothing´s right. It´s all wrong
 Fog blankets the streets, just like your sheets that numbingly put you to sleep
 Chimneys pke through trees that have lost all their leaves due to cold winter freeze
 You give a blank stare into that deep sea, recite your prayer, then fall asleep in this nightmare
 A slave to the mundane
 Doors locked from the inside
 This lazy lullaby makes one day bleed into the next
 Candlelight flickers on your grandfather clock face
 The secondhand ticks down your days
 Tick tock, your wristwatch won't stop
 These years pass by in a blaze
 Lone Tree Cemetery lies across the street
 Wise is he who ventures these forbidden things
 Inthat dirt lie beggars and kings
 An odd figure holds a lantern
 Shines it into mysteries
 The Ghost of Yet to Come shows you a hurting world... just like today, nothing´s changed
 The flame shines on a stone with your name, two dates, and the phrase "Here Lies A Waster of Days".
 Don´t carry such a terrible thing into eternity
 The wind bids you through open window out onto the sea
 You can handle so much more than you think
 The breeze fills the sail and the soul, taking you to adventures yet told
 The whisper of wisdom dances with curtains
 "Run away with me"
 Never despise the days of small beginnings
 She whispers, "Godspeed"
 The thunder. The waves. A compass. A stowaway
 Give thanks for clear sky an the tempest
 Calm seas never shaped the greatest
 Leave that town behind, change your fate
 The flame shines on a stone with your name, two dates, and the phrase "Here Lies A Chaser of Waves".