Song Description

Existential loss, pining for meaning.

Lyrics

Here's to a dream of simple life, where hand's are scarred more than the mind?and pain is put to rest at night, neck deep, in under the ground

Here's to the length of winter nights, were I can face the snow with fire,
and on the hearth the dogs will lie as embers glint in their eyes

What of the honest sailor's trials? Judged by the generous inclines
of nature's wild and fitful minds, the ocean carries you round

While all of the girls of port will write, replies will steadily decline
For in my heart I'll know the sea's the only mistress of mine, mistress of mine.

I want to wake up on mountainsides, and breathe the air of mountain sighs ?and lay my head to scent of pine as snow does smother the ground

Or leave with a boat that sails by night, a window on the starboard side
Meander in the shoals that guide a way to morning again. Morning, again.