Steven A. Jent

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Celtic Lament

There’s a ship sailing this evening.

Where it’s bearing me, who can tell?

There is one who knows I am leaving,

But she’ll not be saying farewell.


Many the days that we treasured,

Many the nights we were one.

I thought those days were forever.

Now, she says, those days are done.


There are hearts hard as a mountain.

There are longings deep as the sky.

There are sorrows beyond counting.

It is not for us to know why.

All words and music copyright © 1975–2011 Steven A. Jent