Where Does The Ocean Go?

September 2013

Through a cloudy haze on a sunlit sea
We waved them away from the southern quay
Seventeen hands but the one in charge
Was one fine man from the bayou sauvage

‘Mon cher Simeon keep safe’, says I,
I try not to show him the tear in my eye
I sais, “my love I’ll wait for you,
Farewell sweet boy from the wild bayou”

Where does the ocean go?
Should I let it take me?
Any second they may wake me
Does anybody know?
Where does the ocean go?

I knew back then as I always known
That sailors pray as the trade winds blow
But the ship went down off the coast of Spain
I read the letter, felt his pain

Where does the ocean go?
Should I let it take me?
Any second they may wake me
Does anybody know?
Where does the ocean go?

Some days I walk on the harbour side
And I watch the sea and the rising tide
And I see him there like a sad mirage
My lost man in a monde sauvage

Where does the ocean go?
Should I let it take me?
Any second they may wake me
Does anybody know?
Where does the ocean go?
Does anybody know?
Where does the ocean go?