Wild Sea
Maya Isacowitz Lyrics

I saw it again this evening
I spotted something familiar in the sky earlier tonight

Black sail in a pale yellow sky
There was a dark sail contrasted against a light sky

And just as before in a moment
It disappeared as quickly as it had appeared before

It was gone where the grey gulls fly.
It vanished into the distance where sea birds roam

If it happens again I shall worry
If it recurs, I'll become anxious

That only a strange ship could fly
It would indicate that only an unusual vessel could achieve such a feat

And my sanity scans the horizon
My rationality searches the distance for answers

In the light of the darkening sky.
Amid the dimming of the once illuminating heavens

That night as I walked in my slumber
In my dreamlike state on that evening

I waded into the sea strand
I found myself strolling along the coast

And I swam with the moon and her lover
I enjoyed a swim with the lunar object and its companion star

Until I lost sight of the land
Until my view of the shore was obstructed

I swam till the night became morning
I continued to swim through the night until daybreak

Black sail in a reddening sky
Once again, a dark sail was visible as the sky turned red

Found myself on the deck of a rolling ship
I discovered myself aboard a moving vessel

So far where no grey gulls fly
In a location beyond the normal range of the sea birds

All around me was silence
A pervasive, deafening quietude was present

As if mocking my frail human hopes
Appearing to deride my tenuous aspirations

And a question mark hung in the canvas
There was uncertainty and doubt in the sails

For the wind that had died in the ropes
Due to the lack of wind in the ropes

I may have slept for an hour
Perhaps I dozed for a mere hour

I may have slept for a day
Alternatively, I could have slept for an entire day

For I woke in a bed of white linen
I awoke in a stark white bed

And the sky was the colour of clay.
The heavens were now the shade of earthenware

At first just a rustle of canvas
Initially, I heard only the sound of flapping sails

And the gentlest breath on my face
A delicate breeze caressed my visage

But a galloping line of white horses
Soon, a fast-moving concatenation of foamy waves

Said that soon we were in for a race
Indicated that we would soon be in an intense situation

The gentle sigh turned to a howling
The soft gasp then gradually amplified into a wail

And the grey sky she angered to black
The grayish heavens metamorphosed to a furious black

And my anxious eyes searched the horizon
My worried vision scanned the distance

With the gathering sea at my back
While the turbulent ocean roared behind me

Did I see the shade of a sailor
Might I have witnessed the silhouette of a seafarer

On the bridge through the wheelhouse pane
On the bridge and visible through the wheelhouse window

Held fast to the wheel of the rocking ship
Clutching the steering apparatus of the unsteady vessel

As I squinted my eyes in the rain
While I strained my vision in the downpour

For the ship had turned into the wind
Because the ship changed its direction to face the wind

Against the storm to brace
To prepare itself for the approaching tempest

And underneath the sailor′s hat
Beneath the covering of the mariner's headgear

I saw my father's face
I spied the countenance of my dad

If a prayer today is spoken
If someone utters a prayer today

Please offer it for me
I beseech you to include me in your invocation

When the bridge to heaven is broken
At the time when the pathway to paradise is sundered

And you′re lost on the wild wild sea
And you find yourself adrift on a tumultuous ocean

Lost on the wild wild sea...
Alone and unguided on the tempestuous sea