Hounds

Where do you go when the light is low
When your ship is sinking
When the storm explodes
When your heart it lingers
On one sad kiss
When the sun is red
Through the mist
I’ve sailed with «The Anne»
for twenty years
from the blue of the Indies
to the waters of Whales
Now she is swolen
her sails are torn
the water is rising,
together we mourn
And the hounds of heaven rise
From their place by the fire
They’re chasing me down
But it ain’t my time
They’re chasing me down
But it ain’t my time
Strange how you see
Your life complete
In the few moments,
before you greet
The force that made the ribbon of sky
that holds us up,
in the darkest night
And the hounds of heaven rise
From their place by the fire
They’re chasing me down
But it ain’t my time
They’re chasing me down
But it ain’t my time
I am a seeker of fortune
I am an honest man
I’m tied to my morals
By a steady hand
I’ll bow my head
Into the sea
Let the waves
Wash over me
And the hounds of heaven rise
From their place by the fire
They’re chasing me down
But it ain’t my time
They’re chasing me down
But it ain’t my time