The Tall Ships

There’s an ocean, and as far as I can see
It must end eventually
This distance is discreet
Slowly water, it will wash right over me
When perfection is deceit
If this thing was meant to be, it will be
And when the tall ships come to carry me
I’ll be waiting patiently
And when the time has come for me to go
I will try to make you see
And when the tall ships come to take me home
It will be with dignity
And when the tall ships come…
I am sorry, all the things I meant to say
And words escape me every day
But the words are not to blame
So please listen, there’s a quiet melody
There’s a place that falls between
If this thing was meant to be, it will be
There is the distance and if we took the time
Then we would not forgive a feeling
Always an ocean that I cannot define
And when you draw the line
Then we can start this healing, this healing