I thought that I was over
as they throw me to the floor.
Locking arms close quarters
as I slip into no more.
I thought that I was over
as they cut me to the core,
Seeing through a blood daze,
I slip into no more.

I saw it again this evening,
black sails in darkening skies.
I thought my eyes deceived me,
so I washed it from my mind.
On a day as cold as charity,
with breakers mountain high.
They appeared like apparitions,
with danger on their minds

Have I slept for an hour?
Have I slept for one day?

Chorus
I can’t face the water any more,
my dreams are shattered by the distant shore.
The privateers arrived five miles from land
and tore right through our feeble stand.

Canvas splitting fast and frozen.
Even angels desert us now.
Snapshot pictures of the moment,
with unforgiving eyes.

Chorus
I can’t face the water any more,
my dreams are shattered by the distant shore.
The privateers arrived five miles from land
and tore right through our feeble stand.

They took the others and cut their throats,
and threw them off our tiny boat.
I’m left alive to tell the tale,
always cry without fail.
Why did they spare me?
And not the friends I lost at sea?