Through the mist my ship has sailed,
Leaving me behind,
All the things left unsaid
That were in my mind.
When I stood on its deck
Strangely things I saw;
Strangely they have vanished now
Standing on the shore.
Memories of the seas I sailed,
Lands I gazed upon.
When I turned to draw the chart
All of them were gone.
When I stood on its deck
Strangely things I saw;
Strangely they have vanished now
Standing on the shore.
Sandy hills lying round,
Nothing standing clear;
Softly light is falling through
Time was never here.
Headlands fading out of sight,
Horizons disappear;
Hazy shores and silent seas,
Nothing do I hear.
Air and water, grass and sand,
Merging into one;
In the silence of all this
I am still alone.
The logbook closed, the ship has gone
As it has done before;
Where it sails no tongue can tell,
No one was on board.
