I am but a sailor, a wild cross haired fighter with no fight left in her…
I hear her call to me,
out there on the tide,
letting her waves roll into me…
she is my only guide.
The water breaks at my heart,
There is a reason for this season, the place where it began, I sail back to the start,
Searching almost in vain for the wisdom Mother Ocean can impart.
I think my compass broke when this wild child met this bloke.
I am a sailor, a real believer in your truth, beauty freedom, and love.
I am just a little lost,
I will cling to the faith in you, mother, at any cost.
Sink or swim, this is all meaningless without him . .
Mother, mother hear my cry, shed some light for me, tell me your perfect reasons why…