So me being a sailor, this thing is quite close to my heart. So close, in fact, I've given music to it and sung it with my guitar!!!!Its not perfect, but good enough for being sung.... Me, The Sailor: I am calling you from the oceans, I am able enough to understand; This journey of mine shall be the first, This journey of mine shall someday end. I wake you up in the morning, bring in the tea for our daily snack. Then I go into the market get the firewood for our crumpled shack. The smoky little hutments where we do live in, make a hundred-thousand times a better place, than the fifty storeyed flats people so appreciate, and the richest bubble-gums seem a tiny space. This world is so beautiful, So full of life and grace. The people of this place, seem to have a hasty pace. So perfect its a relation; They have all the heart, thats like gambling in a casino and having aces in your cards. I'll have a hippie new location in the heart of the city, and will work for sixteen lengthy hours and always keep busy. On coming back home my wife and children wait, for the spicy homie food, we sit and satiate. While I think of my life in the deep blue sea, I hope I'd go back home and see my family. The red ties of blood are far too strong, I am coming, my dear, I wont be very long. It is me, in the sea, calling out to people who are waiting for me ashore. I keep thinking about the past, and how good its for me even though I was poor. the world looked so nice when I was with my people..... I think about the future: what I'll do once I earn money and stay on land. But now, I'm here and will reurn sooN!!!