Through the mist my ship has sailed
Leaving me behind
All the things left unsaid
That were in my mind
When I stood on its deck
Strangely things I saw
Strangely they have vanished now
Standing on the shore
Memories of the seas I sailed
Lands I gazed upon
When I turned to draw the chart
All of them were gone
When I stood on its deck
Strangely things I saw
Strangely they have vanished now
Standing on the shore
Sandy hills lying round
Nothing standing clear
Softly light is falling through
Time was nеver here
Hеadlands fading out of sight
Horizons disappear
Hazy shores and silent seas
Nothing do I hear
Air and water, grass and sand
Merging into one
In the silence of all this
I am still alone
The logbook closed, the ship has gone
As it has done before
Where it sails no tongue can tell
No one was on board
Standing on the Shore was written by Traditional.
Standing on the Shore was produced by Collin Caldwell.