Kathy Davy, Army of Tears

I've had enough these salty drops.

I've caught a thousand of them filled a hundred cups

and bit by bit they grew and grew

so I begin to turn them into something new

Every hour of every night

My little soldiers drew breath and came to life

And one by one they formed a line

And pledged allegiance to this salty heart of mine

And what they supposed they would do?

What do they suppose they would say?

The world will have it today with a body of tears.

Fill the house in shallow waves.

I fed them only on revenge and a bit of age And they grew up, angry and tall

Lo and behold, I have the golden sea of all

I build a boat, made out of ice

To sell the frozen ocean of my own device

And there I float

And there I'll freeze

Commander of the fleet

Queen of the Sea

And what do you suppose they would do

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