Somewhere she roams ‘oer tide waves
Through the dark blanket thrown after the sun
always in blackness never seen by the day
a residue from the wreck of the O’Brian
a wife lost in her gown and still cryin’
The storm that never ends in her eternal wake
with her is plagued a quest underlying
where murky memories have trace to say
about that before dawn squall in clouds array
and the ship who succumbs stoned to death
the bedtime lurches and he leaves her praying
Malachi she screams each dusk in tortured breath
She cannot seem to let her lover be
Forever chained to the shore off this gloomy sea