Long afloat on shipless oceans
I did all my best to smile
'Til your singing eyes and fingers
Drew me loving to your isle
And you sang
Sail to me Sail to me Let me enfold you
Here I am Here I am Waiting to hold you
Did I dream you dreamed about me?
Were you hare when I was fox?
Now my foolish boat is leaning
Broken lovelorn on your rocks
For you sing, 'Touch me not, touch me not, come back tomorrow;
O my heart, O my heart shines from the sorrow'
Well, I’m puzzled as the newborn child
I’m troubled as the tide
Should I stand amid the breakers?
Should I lie with death my bride?
Hear me sing, 'Swim to me, swim to me, let me enfold you;
Here I am, here I am, waiting to hold you'
You could hear the salt water bubbles reaching the surface from deep , imagine their Journey through all of life and death ocean has to offer, picture lost soul drifting with the current Wind blowing above his head like a wistle almost visible, recognizing that sound he has heard it constantly, this time it has meaning it has hope, only just