These Words Tied Me Down Like An Anchor ,

But For A Ship That Didn't Want To Make Port.

My Mind And My Thoughts Were Shackled Like

Calypso Being Bound To Her Human Form.

She Was Fury And She Was Favour ,

When The Mood Strikes Her And 

Its Her Favour,

She Bestows On A Lucky Sailor.

The Circumstances Surrounding

 Her Existence Is Sad And Painful,

Treachery And Betrayal Lingers 

In The Very Air She Breathes.

The Simple Things In Life 

Seem Like The Hardest To Achieve,

Her Sharp Tongue And 

The Spirit Of A Bonnie Lad Keeps Her Alive.

She Had A Heart As Big As The Ocean, 

But Even Wilder.

For The Waves Were Like 

The Blood Coursing Through Her Veins.

Hard ,Fast, Mighty And Deadly

The Perfect Combination.

And Yet On Her Sad Days When She Feels

 All Alone In A World So Big,

She Sits By Waiting On The Shore 

Everyday As She Weeps For Her Jolly Sailor Bold.