Him: Seems like it’s another day
The deed is done and the ship got away
For it drifts in a steady dream
Oh come back because time is grim
She grasps for air as she heard the news
Her ship gone without any clues
Panic and suspense filled the room
For she doesn’t know the problem is loom
Her: Her heart races and prepares for war
The catalyst of rage is miles afar
She thinks of a dozen things to do
While waiting for her coffee to brew
Him: He sharpens his sense for the next defense
A witch is coming just across the fence
Oh boy someone’s dead now
For the ship sets sail in the bowl
Her: She leaves her hot coffee
Grabs her jacket to flee
She’d go running to him
If only she knew where to find him
