Hundreds of Ships

 

©2013 R./C. Rothschild

 

When you wake up in the night

I will hold your madness

Let the silver river light

Ease you of your sadness

Someone, someone keeps remembering you

Into awakeness

Someone, someone is an ember in you

Kindling your greatness

 

Chorus

Where hundreds of ships have gone

There’s no trace of their passing 

Where you will run, trees have already come 

Where hundreds of ships have gone

There’s no trace of their passing 

Where you will run, trees have already come into bloom

 

In the stammering sunrise

You divine your answer

Let the half-light of the past

Shine us into laughter

I feel, I feel your tiny hands

Reaching through my reaching

Where the slumberer in me stands

Guided by your teaching

 

Chorus