Through the mist my ship has sailed, Leaving me behind, All the things left unsaid That were in my mind. When I stood on its deck Strangely things I saw; Strangely they have vanished now Standing on the shore. Memories of the seas I sailed, Lands I gazed upon. When I turned to draw the chart All of them were gone. When I stood on its deck Strangely things I saw; Strangely they have vanished now Standing on the shore. Sandy hills lying round, Nothing standing clear; Softly light is falling through Time was never here. Headlands fading out of sight, Horizons disappear; Hazy shores and silent seas, Nothing do I hear. Air and water, grass and sand, Merging into one; In the silence of all this I am still alone. The logbook closed, the ship has gone As it has done before; Where it sails no tongue can tell, No one was on board.