| I waved to you as my boat was leaving | |
| Hats flew up and everybody cheered, | |
| But you turned as I guess someone spoke to you, | |
| And in a sea of arms you disappeared. | |
| I lived the life of a ragged soldier | |
| The secretary to a rebel king, | |
| He kept us drunk and hungry in a jungle | |
| Tangled in the lilies of his scheme. | |
| We gambled and we fought with one another | |
| We had no code to give us unity, | |
| Most died among us without God or honor | |
| As blood became our faith and currency. | |
| And all the while I kept your name beside me | |
| I wrote it, but refused it on my tongue, | |
| Believing you a song still there inside me | |
| I feared your loss if ever it were sung. | |
| I found myself at last upon a shoreline | |
| I booked my passage home and stood in tears, | |
| With a bag of apples and a forged passport | |
| -The first I'd seen my face in seven years... | |
| Now I wonder at the day when I might find you, | |
| Appear among the living at your door, | |
| Will you have a husband and some children? | |
| Will we share a secret anymore? | |
| Life is brutal to the weak and sober | |
| Its powers of persuasion dark and grave, | |
| lt pushes its way up to the railing | |
| Then turns its face when you start to wave. |
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