Sirens sing as an old man
raises the sails,
A new day means a new adventure
at sea,
For every song the sirens sing,
a cloud disappears from
the horizon,
With every passing moment the
old man grew more and more
curious of what this
trip had in store for him,
He may not see the sirens
by his side but sung their
song under his breath,
He may not have known this
would be his final trip but
felt so content,
He may not know many things
but caught himself thinking...
Oh what a wonderful day
this would be...
And he sailed away.