In the morning I awoke,

I left my quarters to greet the morning sea,

Before my eyes was miles of sand,

Some great force had pulled the tide completely away,

Leaving my vessel stranded, lopsided on the sandy rocky ground,

Like when a lover hogs the sheets on their side of the bed,

Leaving you cold in the night,

All my beer and water cups, left at such a pitiful frowning angle,

The weight in my stomach couldn't come only from last night's liquor,

Its far too heavy, far too big,

I'm left with my mouth sitting open,

Staring at the morning sun, and the miles of sand around me,

All I can do is wait for the tide to return,

Or start walking .