In this boat of wood out on the oceanNot many keepsakes do I haveNo souvenirs of your devotionJust a salt-stained photographShine a light in your window tonightBurn it brightly for meFor these are dark, uncharted watersWith no mercy on a sailor lost at seaThe harbor from view is hiddenAnd though I’ve done all within my powerOld fears come back unbiddenTo haunt my every hourSometimes the waves seem to whisperCome to us – We bring you peaceBut your sweet face I rememberThen and only then their voices cease