There once was a man,
Filled with sorrow,
His name was Dan,
He wished for tomorrow.
If you looked in his eyes,
You can see how he's aged,
In the world he loves to depise,
In a world where he is caged.
Even in the sea,
He has no luck,
His sails can't be free,
He felt more than stuck.
He had to return,
To the woman he loved,
Though her love couldn't fully burn,
For this man that she once loved.
With the sails torn apart,
They could not rise,
He thought god had no heart,
For bringing his demise.
He could row the boat,
Perhaps even pull it,
All to see it sit and float,
Nothing could move it.
His heart sank,
as did the anchor,
with no one to thank,
And more alone than before.
Would she sleep tonight?
Would she dream of him?
Would she keep the horizon in sight?
Would she forget him?
All these questions,
He couldn't help but wonder,
Without intention,
He continued to ponder.
How it could be,
That she could not love,
He set his heart free,
To see her crush it from above.
But he continued to fight,
Body and soul,
He loved her with all his might,
Being with her was his only goal.
And when he looked out,
To that once beautiful sea,
He began to doubt,
If it was ever meant to be.
As the waves crashed,
Making holes bigger than before,
Leaving his boat smashed,
Lying on the ocean floor.
He thought he could swim,
The rest of the way,
His hopes growing dim,
At the end of the day.
When he awoke,
He met his fate,
He begain to choke,
It was much too late.
As the waves continued to crash,
And take him under,
He heard one final smash,
The sound of thunder.
He would never know,
And forever be,
With that last blow,
Lost at sea.
And though the fight had ended,
Before it had begun,
As his body descended,
The storm had finally won.
At the end of the day,
He could finally be free,
Forever lost to her dismay,
In the middle of the North Sea.
