the whaler / thrice

My lover’s song will it beg me to stay?
I know the stars, they will sweep me away.
My daughter’s eyes, they are two tiny seeds.
Its water will rise and run down her cheeks.

Father where do you go so far out upon the sea?
When are you coming home to me?
Darling why do you leave?
As the north wind begins to blow will you be coming home to me?

The boat and the plank, they are that I know.
The sea calls my name and so I must go.
While they still sleep, I slip out the door.
But how can I leave when my anchor’s ashore?

Father where do you go? It’s farther than I can see.
When are you coming home to me?