The Man and The Sea

Oh mister sailor,
Man of the sea,
Why did you run
From the land of the free?
Did you have the North Star
To show you the way?
Did you rely on sheer instinct
Day after day?
Were the waters harsh
And unforgiving?
Or were they your passion,
And reason for living?
Oh mister sailor,
What were you thinking?
What were you wishing,
As your eyes stopped blinking?
Were you wishing that you
Hadn't gone running?
Were you wishing that you
Could have changed something?
Who thought of you,
As your body sunk farther,
As your bones came to rest
In Davy Jones' Locker?
What was your name?
What was your story?
Would you appreciate me,
And this telling your glory?
Oh mister sailor,
How did you come to be,
The tale of the man who
Became one with the sea?