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"