The west

When the sun first split the lowering night into two
It rose for you
Rose for only you
Oh a lonely west laid under an unending blue
It calls for you
Calls for only you

And as if by the wind itself you rise up and begin yourself

As the furling waves do turn themselves anew
They break for you
Break for only you
When the both my eyes have become ocean stone
They look for you
Look for you alone

And as if by the wind itself you rise up and being yourself

When the sun first split the lowering night into two
It rose for you
Rose for only you
Oh a lonely west laid under and unending blue
It calls for you
Calls for only you