Lanterns Underwater

The moon went thin, the stars went blind, The compass gave no grace. We chased a ghost through blackened wind, And lost the harbor’s face. The gulls were gone, the bells were drowned, The sail hung torn and low. Only the sea kept whispering, Where no warm lights could glow. Haul me home, haul me home, Through the thunder and the foam. If the deep means to keep me, Let it know I am not alone. Three nights cold, and four days cursed, With salt upon our tongues. We sang to keep our hearts from fear, With cracked and aching lungs. Old Jonah swore he saw the shore, A candle in the rain. But morning came with empty waves, And took his hope again. Haul me home, haul me home, Through the thunder and the foam. If the deep means to keep me, Let it know I am not alone. Then from below, a lantern rose, Green fire beneath the tide. A thousand souls with hollow eyes, Were marching at our side. HAUL ME HOME, HAUL ME HOME, LET THE STORM BREAK BONE FROM BONE. IF THE DEEP MEANS TO KEEP ME, IT MUST FACE US ALL ALONE. The dawn came red, the sea lay still, No shore, no mast, no cry. But far beneath the silver waves, Our lanterns lit the sky.