The sailor's wife

The sailor’s wife, alone one night
In slumber as she bathes
She dreams of ships her sailor’s lip
Against the ocean waves

The sailor’s wife was pale and white
Beauty near divine
‘oh how the sea has stolen thee’
She drinks, she waits, she cries

Life is but a dream

The sailor knows that waves will grow
When all is not content
The sky grows dark, a lightening spark
A message must be sent

He shouts down to the sorry crew
‘the sky’s no longer blue
A storm is come to claim someone
So pray it is not you’

Life is but a dream

The sailor’s wife had bare a life
Before she slipped and fell
Her back was broke, and as she soaks
She cannot cry for help

The sailor clings to ropes and things
He won’t survive for long
Then crashing down upon his crown
A final, parting song

Both of them sinking as death pulls the plug
One in the ocean and one in the tub

The water’s running
The storm is coming
The sailor is drowning, drowning

Life is but a dream