That howling wind, it comes
Knocking on her door.
You know I want her here,
But it wants her more.
She
With worn & broken decks.
And you can hear her moan,
As the main sail sets.
She says,
Comes the ocean
All she ever wanted,
Was someone to adore
Now the wind it swings around again.
And she turns the boat to stern.
Sometimes you have to sink,
Before you learn
Now the paralyzing cold,
Tells her,
But she can
On a sinking ship
But the wind is out of breathe,
And the northern gales subside.
She gets her first sleep in days,
Under starry skies.