Snapping Sails from Honey by Harper Meader

Snapping Sails
by Eric Robbins, May, 2013

When I was a younger man I left to sail the seas, and
I told my father, well, I can’t say the reason,
But something’s calling me across the far horizon
And I’ll find it or I’ll die!

Snapping sails, rolling seas
Broaching whales, all called to me
Nights on deck with a shared mug of wine,
But none of these were what I sailed to find.

Once I asked the captain what he looked for in his roaming,
He said sometimes he rounds Cape Horn, sailing back from Nome,
And then it’s all downwind from there until he plants his boots at home,
And that’s all he said when I asked why.

Many years are gone now since the day I first departed,
And I’ve wondered why I journeyed off the edge of every chart,
But the day I found my reason was the day I lost my heart
To a lady who has oceans in her eyes.

• Folk
• Maine
• acoustic
• fingerstyle
• romantic
• singer-songwriter
• Sidney