Whispers on the Water

As dawn breaks over seas so wide, Where sky meets endless blue, I tread the deck at morning tide, Beneath the sky's pale hue. The horizon calls, a thin, fine line, Its voice a silent plea, Here, memories of the brave intertwine, With whispers from the sea. (Chorus) Raise the sails, I'm standing lone, Where laughter used to soar, Amidst the creak of wood and bone, I hear their voices no more. The sea's embrace, cold and wide, Holds tales of those I miss, As I navigate the silent tide, In echoes that reminisce. (Verse 2) We were a crew of heart and fire, Bound by the roving waves, Now I sail with the ghostly choir, Over their watery graves. Echoes of mirth, and fierce debate, Fill the air like foam, Leaving me to my fate, Far from our vanished home. (Chorus) Raise the sails, I'm standing lone, Where laughter used to soar, Amidst the creak of wood and bone, I hear their voices no more. The sea's embrace, cold and wide, Holds tales of those I miss, As I navigate the silent tide, In echoes that reminisce. In echoes that reminisce. (Bridge) Salt spray mists my seasoned face, Memories in the gale, Each wave recalls a vanished grace, As old tales set the sail. The stars above, my silent guides, Through nights both long and deep, Offering light as darkness hides, In waters vast and steep. Searching for peace within the swell, With every tide's return, Where heartache and reflection dwell, And lost dreams softly burn. (Chorus) Raise the sails, I'm standing lone, Where laughter used to soar, Amidst the creak of wood and bone, I hear their voices no more. The sea's embrace, cold and wide, Holds tales of those I miss, As I navigate the silent tide, In echoes that reminisce. (Outro) I’ll sail until my days are done, On currents old and true, With shadows as my only crew, In search of skies anew. Yet through the vast and solemn blue, I chase what once was near, Hoping to once again renew, The voices I hold dear. (Chorus) Raise the sails, I'm standing lone, Where laughter used to soar, Amidst the creak of wood and bone, I hear their voices no more. The sea's embrace, cold and wide, Holds tales of those I miss, As I navigate the silent tide, In echoes that reminisce. (Outro) I’ll sail until my days are done, On currents old and true, With shadows as my only crew, In search of skies anew. Yet through the vast and solemn blue, I chase what once was near, Hoping to once again renew, The voices I hold dear. Hoping to once again renew, The voices I hold dear.