The ocean has always maintained a special place in my heart. It's beauty, peace and tranquility bring a calmness to my being every time I'm lucky enough to sit at one of her shores. But unfortunately, I've learned the hard way that the ocean also has a very violent side to it. I always like to say, when you get in the ocean, you're pretty much signing a waiver that you are not in control anymore. She's going to do with you as she wishes.

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I originally wrote Lost at Sea as a poem and later turned it into this song.

LYRICS:

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Salt winds on the skin of the ocean,
Cast out on the sea for a day,
She moves with a powerful motion,
Feeding you to the mouth of the bay,

The hard dock greets you with warmth,
A sturdy and trusty friend,
It’s legs reach down like an anchor,
Through her warm quilt, deep in the sand,

The gulls are chirpin’,
A lighthouse, buoy a-roar,
Faster and faster,
Her waves lap hard on the shore…

High seas on the skin of the ocean,
Passed out in a dream for a day,
You wake to a powerful motion,
She swoons while she carries away,

The dim light seems to fade in the distance,
A thunderous and billowed scene,
Scattered light like veins shout,
You’re searching the sky for a friend,

She moves beneath you,
Power through currents and waves,
A mothering warmth for some,
For others a grave.

Salt winds on the skin of the ocean,
Sleep deep, without a name,
She moves with a powerful motion,
Feeding you to the mouth of the bay.