Scatter these ashes in the moonlight
Cold cinders float amongst the waves
Within sight of ship, land, and waterfall
The monument of granite stands on an island small
Solitary reminder, a half-cable from shore.
Let me come with you on your midnight voyage
Look to your aged sails, and then unto the stars
If you listen closely now, you may even hear
The songs in the wind, so sweet and desolate
… Laments of the lover for those lost and found
… Ballads of nights when warm spirits abound
… Shanties for gold-laden ships run aground
In the sapphire paradise of this cold autumn night
Falling asleep on sandy shores, bathed in dying firelight
You have finally found solace and hope