Post by austin on Aug 22, 2006 11:41:37 GMT -5
Looking Nore catching land's vest
The Captain yells, “Stations men!”
Abruptly the scurry commences
Home is in sight though little she lay.
Tide's fight and swallowing swells
Upon the freighter rang Captain’s bell
To summon all strength to and fro
Steering to home, onward go.
Relentless waves slashing at bow
Tugging to tear the direction into
Violently tossing matchstick men
Bruising and cutting every brow.
Belching thunder roars in cadence
with crashing lightening hurling downward.
Rain beats the weary faces and
bleeds the eyes of tired bodied men.
Onward, steady, hold firm the path
Persistent victory over ocean's wrath.
Awaiting men are hearts left ashore,
Pining for their return just as afore.
Morning bird aloft on tireless wings
Escorts to port a welcoming ring
Ahoy there land of our dreams
we've been gone forever it seems.
The Captain yells, “Stations men!”
Abruptly the scurry commences
Home is in sight though little she lay.
Tide's fight and swallowing swells
Upon the freighter rang Captain’s bell
To summon all strength to and fro
Steering to home, onward go.
Relentless waves slashing at bow
Tugging to tear the direction into
Violently tossing matchstick men
Bruising and cutting every brow.
Belching thunder roars in cadence
with crashing lightening hurling downward.
Rain beats the weary faces and
bleeds the eyes of tired bodied men.
Onward, steady, hold firm the path
Persistent victory over ocean's wrath.
Awaiting men are hearts left ashore,
Pining for their return just as afore.
Morning bird aloft on tireless wings
Escorts to port a welcoming ring
Ahoy there land of our dreams
we've been gone forever it seems.