One More Time
There is a reality in mortality
That eats away your soul
As life slowly passes I get the urge
To feel those high seas roll
Taste the salt on my tongue
Just like when I was young
Hear the boatswain call anchor’s aweigh
Set my own pace
With the wind in my face
See the sunrise come over the bay
One more time let me be
On a white dog at sea
Feel the waves crashing on her port side
One more time for a while
On an uncharted isle
Watching the evening tide
Set my sails once more
For that far distant shore
Make love on a secluded beach
One more time may I go
Where the harbor lights glow
Paradise within my reach
Copyright © Vince Suzadail Jr. | Year Posted 2009
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