West
 
It's great to be back
Sailing was hell
Rocking all night
In a southerly swell
 
Been missing the family
Year after year
Been too damn long
And way too much beer
 
Pina coladas
And sand in my eye
Like drunken mosquitoes
We thought we could fly
 
Going through motions
With each rising tide
While hanging the laundry
Out on the lifeline
 
Those leisurely evenings
By dim candle light
I was reading the manual
And planning my flight.

It's great to be back
The sea life was hard
Plenty of pirates
In my own back yard
 
It's great to be back
The place I love best
The sun is behind me
The future is west.



-Pepper Warren
2000