One night, when the sky draped itself with dark veils
I found myself adrift at sea
Victim to all sorts of witches ' spells
Unable to reach the horizon in front of me...

Morosely the wind hid behind my tattered sails...
I watched closely for a port in the horizon
As the nights crawled by with the pace of dying snails..
the sun hid somewhere, never quite rising

A few seagulls slid across the sky
While the waves bore me and my broken keel
And hope calmly waved goodbye
As i wandered unmoored still...

The sea regaled me with a forlorn song...
As the moon looked down at my pitiful state..
"How would you ever get out my son,
If you haven't even sought a way?"