Lyrics:
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 dinghy on the shore
In his drunken glee, he put out to sea
And he rowed to the "Mists of Nore".
As he rolled 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
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He wiped his eyes as the dawn advanced
On a tired, wakeless world
Then she left a gift in his calloused hand
‘Twas 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 selkie’s 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”
'Broken Mast Bay' by Sail North