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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 should happen again I shall worry
That only a strange ship could fly
And my sanity scans the horizon
In the light of a darkening sky
That night as I walked in my slumber
I walked 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 sea in the reddening sky
Found myself on the deck on 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 a 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've lost on the wild wild sea
Lost on the wild wild sea...
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Lost on the wild wild sea...
And you've lost on the wild wild sea
When the bridge to heaven is broken
Please offer it for me
If a prayer today is spoken
I saw my father's face
And underneath the sailor's hat
Against the storm to brace
For the ship had turned into the wind
As I squinted my eyes in the rain
Held fast to the wheel of the rocking ship
On the bridge through the wheelhouse pane
Did I see the shade of a sailor
With the gathering sea at my back
And my anxious eyes searched the horizon
And the grey sky she angered to black
The gentle sigh turned to a howling
Said that soon we were in for a race
But a galloping line of white horses
And the gentlest breath on my face
At first just a rustle of canvas
And the sky was the colour of clay
For a woke in a bed of white linen
I may have slept for a day
I may have slept for an hour
For the wind that had died in the ropes
And a question mark hung in the canvas
As if mocking my frail human hopes
All around me was silence
So far where no grey gulls fly
Found myself on the deck on a rolling ship
Black sea in the reddening sky
I swam till the night became morning
Until I lost sight of the land
And I swam with the moon and her lover
I walked into the sea strand
That night as I walked in my slumber
In the light of a darkening sky
And my sanity scans the horizon
That only a strange ship could fly
If it should happen again I shall worry
It was gone where the grey gulls fly
And just as before in a moment,
Black sail in a pale yellow sky
I saw it again this evening,
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| TThe WWild WWild SSea |
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| hTe iWld iWld eSa |
| fhe aild aild zea |
| fThe aWild aWild zSea |
| Tfhe Waild Waild Szea |
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| 5he 3ild 3ild wea |
| 5The 3Wild 3Wild wSea |
| T5he W3ild W3ild Swea |
| hhe dild dild dea |
| hThe dWild dWild dSea |
| Thhe Wdild Wdild Sdea |
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| yhe eild eild eea |
| yThe eWild eWild eSea |
| Tyhe Weild Weild Seea |
| 6he sild sild xea |
| 6The sWild sWild xSea |
| T6he Wsild Wsild Sxea |
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| ghe 2ild 2ild aea |
| gThe 2Wild 2Wild aSea |
| Tghe W2ild W2ild Saea |
| rhe qild qild |
| rThe qWild qWild Sa |
| Trhe Wqild Wqild Sae |
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| Wiild Wiild Ssa |
| Te Wld Wld Ssea |
| Teh Wlid Wlid Sesa |
| Tje Wjld Wjld S3a |
| Tjhe Wjild Wjild S3ea |
| Thje Wijld Wijld Se3a |
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| Tue W9ld W9ld Sfa |
| Tuhe W9ild W9ild Sfea |
| Thue Wi9ld Wi9ld Sefa |
| Tne Wlld Wlld Sra |
| Tnhe Wlild Wlild Srea |
| Thne Willd Willd Sera |
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| Tbe Wold Wold S4a |
| Tbhe Woild Woild S4ea |
| Thbe Wiold Wiold Se4a |
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