Sailing away harbored pain
Trying to beat my spark alive
Pleasure traitors warring on
Reality and all her stead

Envy the day and I need an escape
From when the sun goes lower
I’ll sink into ebbing vibe
Oh the sun, it’s going down

Glimmer on a distrait salty shore
Haven I have often sought
Been routed out of ports renowned and it lacerates my soul
But comfort’s in this shroud

With matelotes like me, what a relief
Worries go when I stand up
The sun is gone the moon is up
But in this place, it’s going down

My spark has seen it’s better days
Like when I used to laze away
And dream what life was like
When the sun goes down

But now I know it’s here to stay
Sparks like mine, they don’t go away
Just ‘cause they’re bruised and a little frayed
From when the sun goes down