The Wild Wild Sea

I saw it again this evening Black sail in a pale yellow sky And just as before in a moment It was gone where the grey gulls fly. If it happens again I shall worry That only a strange ship could fly And my sanity scans the horizon In the light of the darkening sky. That night as I walked in my slumber I waded into the sea strand And I swam with the moon and her lover Until I lost sight of the land I swam till the night became morning Black sail in a reddening sky Found myself on the deck of a rolling ship So far where no grey gulls fly All around me was silence As if mocking my frail human hopes And a question mark hung in the canvas For the wind that had died in the ropes I may have slept for an hour I may have slept for a day For I woke in a bed of white linen And the sky was the colour of clay. At first just a rustle of canvas And the gentlest breath on my face But a galloping line of white horses Said that soon we were in for a race The gentle sigh turned to a howling And the grey sky she angered to black And my anxious eyes searched the horizon With the gathering sea at my back Did I see the shade of a sailor On the bridge through the wheelhouse pane Held fast to the wheel of the rocking ship As I squinted my eyes in the rain For the ship had turned into the wind Against the storm to brace And underneath the sailor's hat I saw my father's face If a prayer today is spoken Please offer it for me When the bridge to heaven is broken And you're lost on the wild wild sea Lost on the wild wild sea... --- The Wild Wild Sea - Sting