I’m Looking on the Bright and Open Sea

I’m looking on the bright and open sea
Through the mist and morning glare,
I am searching for that rumor
Of the ships come sailing near.

For the ghosts of old invaders
Drift at large upon the waves;
I have dug through thousand bodies
Just to reach their bedrock graves.

And the years get worn and weary
While our time moves steadfast on,
But the stones continue speaking
‘Til the day is soft and done.

Then I’ll sleep beside the hay field
So to feel the northern wind,
And I’ll dream my family’s wandering
Since the world was first begun.

(Lyrics for a melody yet to be written:)

Copyright © 2014 James Lawer