Broken Mast Bay

Oh, Broken Mast Bay
Where the balladeers play
And the spirits never sleep
Where the whispers call
And the legends crawl
Through the veil of the ocean deep

The night was still
And the air was stale
And the stench of ale ran high
And it flowed from a pub across a cobblestone street
Where a sailor was passing by
Oh, he drank his fill and he sang his song
As the room began to sway
Then he stumbled down the road to the water's edge
Of a place called Broken Mast Bay

Oh, Broken Mast Bay
Where the balladeers play
And the spirits never sleep
Where the whispers call
And the legends crawl
Through the veil of the ocean deep

With a dizzy head and a daring heart
And a dingy on the shore
In his drunken glee, he put out to sea
And he rowed to the mists of nore
As he rowed along, he could hear a song
From a voice so pure and clear
Then a selkie rose right beside his boat
As her voice echoed in his ear

Oh, Broken Mast Bay
Where the balladeers play
And the spirits never sleep
Where the whispers call
And the legends crawl
Through the veil of the ocean deep

"Come again?" said he, "How can this be?
Have I had too much to drink?"
"Not at all," she sighed, with a sparkle in her eyes
I'm as true as the ocean is deep
"Why sail alone, my sailor bold, on this quiet moonlit night?"
The sailor gawked as she whispered soft
"Please stay with me 'til light"

Oh, Broken Mast Bay
Where the balladeers play
And the spirits never sleep
Where the whispers call
And the legends crawl
Through the veil of the ocean deep

She shed a tear as he slurred his words
Telling tales of life before
How his friends were swallowed in the treacherous swells
When they were claimed by the ocean floor

He wiped his eyes as the dawn advanced
On a tired, wakeless world
Then she left a gift in his calloused tent
Was a pendant made of pearl
"Hold this close when the road feels long
And the waves don't flow your way
When you feel alone, listen for my voice
On the winds of Broken Mast Bay"

Oh, Broken Mast Bay
Where the balladeers play
And the spirits never sleep
Where the whispers call
And the legends crawl
Through the veil of the ocean deep

Oh, Broken Mast Bay
Where the balladeers play
And the spirits never sleep
Where the whispers call
And the legends crawl
Through the veil of the ocean deep

The years sailed on and the selkies song
Became a memory on the wind
And the gift she gave found a shallow grave
In a box where his memories lived
Until one day in the village square
He heard a voice that he once knew
When he turned around, he saw the sparkle in her eyes
"Old friend, I've been waiting for you"