The Ride

Tick tick tick Tock
I've heard this before, a lick
'Tis the sound of the unknown
It comes, an answer for my own

It ought not be right
Learning who this soul'd be
Experience taught a lot to forego
There'd be more interesting places to see

Oh, for Time's not my best friend, you see
I've waited for this tide, now I'll ride to the sea

The squall's bad ahead, waves be rocky
Thus, instinct beats the drum in my head
As stars guide this weathered traveller
I gather my wits and sail to yonder.