Sting's best solo album, The Soul Cages, was released on this day in 1991.
"The Wild Wild Sea"...
I saw it again this eveningBlack sail in a pale yellow skyAnd just as before in a momentIt was gone where the grey gulls fly.If it happens again I shall worryThat only a strange ship could flyAnd my sanity scans the horizonIn the light of the darkening sky.That night as I walked in my slumberI waded into the sea strandAnd I swam with the moon and her loverUntil I lost sight of the landI swam till the night became morningBlack sail in a reddening skyFound myself on the deck of a rolling shipSo far where no grey gulls flyAll around me was silenceAs if mocking my frail human hopesAnd a question mark hung in the canvasFor the wind that had died in the ropesI may have slept for an hourI may have slept for a dayFor I woke in a bed of white linenAnd the sky was the colour of clay.At first just a rustle of canvasAnd the gentlest breath on my faceBut a galloping line of white horsesSaid that soon we were in for a raceThe gentle sigh turned to a howlingAnd the grey sky she angered to blackAnd my anxious eyes searched the horizonWith the gathering sea at my backDid I see the shade of a sailorOn the bridge through the wheelhouse paneHeld fast to the wheel of the rocking shipAs I squinted my eyes in the rainFor the ship had turned into the windAgainst the storm to braceAnd underneath the sailor's hatI saw my father's faceIf a prayer today is spokenPlease offer it for meWhen the bridge to heaven is brokenAnd you're lost on the wild wild sea
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