A thousand drops upon the deck,
Patter pattering as they hit
Then rolling down as they trek,
To the drain, to the funnels, to the sea
The lights would reflect the wet of rain,
The lamps are bright against a dark sky,
A dreary wind howls forth,
Causing the ship to creak and sigh.
This night it lasts forever,
The last night for us is plain.
Our journey ends with us together,
But it finished quickly all the same.