Waking Up

Heading south so i can go north

Guided by birds but drifting off-course

Read the tide-table before starting out

Bbut 30 years old with chapters torn out

You, waking up from a dream of the sea

Safe in the harbour from sailors like me

You, in the kitchen, waiting on tea

Whilst i lose the compass to a trick of the sea

Bearing east so i can blow west

Guided by wreckage of the marie celeste

(read) sombrero fallout whilst waiting for calm

Carved chapter 13 in script on my arm

You, waking up from a dream of the sea

Safe in the harbour from sailors like me

You, in the kitchen, waiting on tea

Whilst i lose the compass to a trick of the sea