I guess I'm pining for the fjords.
A Life on the Ocean Wave
By Epes Sargent
A Life on the Ocean Wave, a home on the rolling deep,
Where the scattered waters rave and the winds their revels keep
Like an eagle caged I pine on this dull unchanging shore,
Oh give me the flashing brine, the spray and the tempest's roar.
Once more on the deck I stand of my own swift gliding craft
Set sail farewell to the land, the gale follows fair abaft
We shoot through the sparkling foam like an ocean bird set free;
Like an ocean bird, our home we'll find far out on the sea
The land is no longer in view. the clouds have begun to frown
but with a stout vessel and crew we'll say let the storm come down
And the song of our hearts shall be while the wind and waters rave
A life on the heaving sea, a home on the bounding wave.
(Listen the the Band of HM Royal Marines play it here or the Band of the United States Merchant Marine Academy play it here.)
Posted by trygstad | Category: Navy | 01:43 PM