Sunday Morning

Time clicks fast and sailors
Will they stay?
Their heart's solicited
By hurricanes
Morning wakes horizon
Will tempest stop
Half-mast their dreams of home
Sing them back
Is it not what they thought
It would be?
Is it not what they want
It to be?
Cause they have made promises
They try not to hide
They can't brag out
Cause they made compromises
Sailors say goodbye but we have to stay