The lighthouse at Lost Christabel
Where Granddad's house was built
Stories on land, storms at sea 'tween 1892 and '93
And some would sail back home
And when the sun proved false
Would celebrate her birthday
Realize your sight
My ship is charmed and called Plutonia"
He sailed the Europe's rim
And having stood the test of time
Mine, granddaughter, proves a surprise
Ships charmed and ordinary
On and off, off and on
It was no star but a magna of illusion
So on and off again
Sailed like a ray into Cornwall
More light than sun
Until his time had come
As it always does
What seems to be is not
And the party's over, it's all over
To blast your rafters with my surprise
Some of them were new but mostly they were old
Granddaughter, it's a foreign mirror
Some of them would be lost
When tables collapse
And none too soon it seems
In the chamber of jade
And filled with books
The starry gale the bloody tide
On and off and off again until his time had come
When Granddad sailed for Mexico
The charmed ship Plutonia
'Tween 1892 and '93
Late to the story that had been
More dark than night
Granddad's house though gaped with hooks
"I've come a long way", said the Captain
Now of these books in Granddad's keep
August, the First 1893
That night the Captain's granddaughter
Squat and hugely tilts upon the strand
Stories on land, storms at sea
August, the First 1892 and in the guise of destiny
Sea-dogs and rockers will dwell on doom
Grown like a seed, deep within the ground
The rods of broken crystal
And until this day in dreams at least
I mean by that, the mirror found
But early to the riddle not yet begun
Granddad quit Cornwall, "I'm a captain of a ship
And the oldest was a scroll, a prophecy that read
When Granddad sailed for Mexico
When the riddle begins the story will end
"Accompanied by my dog familiar
Taken from the jungle by crime"
"From Lost Christabel this night"
Sailed the glide path to the sun
And floors have filled
Once read now stood, before the world fulfilled
Could stand no more until a certain prophecy
The mirror found by one man
Behind closed eyes
I've warped the stuff of ground
Through tears and smiles, the last domain
