Hannah — I saw her this summer
For the first time in three years
At one a.m. in Halifax, when I was on another boat
We talked about sailing Josephine,
When we were only sweet sixteen
How did I do that
Who in the hell was that person
Sailing in the fog
I’d be scared to do that now
Hannah and I had left
So sure of our course
To this buoy that we’ve sailed to a thousand times before
But something went wrong
All I could see was fog
How did I do that…
We were sending our radio calls to the barges
Telling everyone that we were sailing
With limited engine power, please
Nobody hit us
So we turned around 180 and
Made it back to the breakwater
We sailed around the harbor and got back our confidence
And then we tried it again
We found the buoy in the fog
How did I do that…
We were sending our radio calls to the barges…
Then the fog bank lifted
As joyous as a sun rise
And now I get inspiration from the confident sixteen year old
Who managed to pull that off
I need to be her now
How did I do that
Who in the hell was that person
Sailing in the fog
I’d be scared to do that now
I need to be her now
