Dawn Upon the Distant Waves

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Dawn Upon the Distant Waves ©2018 Robert George BMI

People in that fishing village say her name was “Dawn”
And they say he’d mourn her death eternally
So maybe it was madness painting that mirage
Of a woman walking ev’ry morning on the sea

O he used to go down by the ocean
And he’d stand out on a misty pier
His spirit was a vessel of emotion
Sinking slow beneath a tide of tears
Cos he’d think about his long, lost lover
Her deep green eyes and her deep blue grave
Sometimes it’s like day dreams could uncover
Dawn upon the distant waves

People say he built a small sailboat and called it “Dawn”
And it was christened with a jar of homemade wine
Some old folks believe he scuttled it himself
Others say they see it when the day begins to shine

Cos they take a walk down by the ocean
And they stand out on a foggy pier
Their superstitions entertain the notion
Of a ghost boat on a sea of tears
Cos they think about his long, lost lover
Her deep green eyes and her deep blue grave
Sometimes it’s like their day dreams can uncover
Dawn upon the distant waves

O he used to go down by the ocean
And he’d stand out on a misty pier
His spirit was a vessel of emotion
Sinking slow beneath a tide of tears
Cos he’d think about his long, lost lover
Her deep green eyes and her deep blue grave
Sometimes it’s like his dreams would uncover
Dawn upon the distant waves

Dawn upon the distant waves
Dawn upon the distant waves…