Sting – The Wild Wild Sea scritto da admin 20 Gennaio 2016 I saw it again this evening Black sail in a pale yellow sky And just as before in a moment It was gone where the grey gulls fly If it happens again I shall worry That only a strange ship could fly And my sanity scans the horizon In the light of a darkening sky That night as I walked in my slumber I waded into the sea strand And I swam with the moon and her lover Until I lost sight of the land I swam ?til the night became morning Black sail in a reddening sky Found myself on the deck of a rolling ship So far where no grey gulls fly All around me was silence As if mocking my frail human hopes And a question mark hung in the canvas For the wind that had died in the ropes I may have slept for an hour I may have slept for a day For I woke in a bed of white linen And the sky was the color of clay At first just a rattle of canvas And the gentlest breath on my face But a galloping line of white horses Said that soon were in for a race The gentle sigh turned to a howling And the grey sky, she angered to black And my anxious eyes searched the horizon With the gathering sea at my back Did I see the shade of a sailor On the bridge through the wheelhouse pane? Held fast to the wheel of the rocking ship As I squinted my eye in the rain For the ship had turned into the wind Against the storm to brace And underneath the sailor?s hat I saw my father?s face If a prayer today is spoken Please offer it for me When the bridge to heaven is broken And you’re lost on the wild, wild sea Lost on the wild, wild sea?