You swept over me like a raging seaLashing and crashing my side ‘til I just gave wayYou were the tempest-tossed, given up for dead and lostYou sailed on, the eye of the storm—you were the eye of the stormYou left me behind when you severed all tiesSworn lone drifter you’d be, but you’ll never be freeOblivion bound, you’ll never bе foundYou sail on, the eye of thе storm—you’re the eye of the stormHigh on the seas you roam, a sack of skull & boneAll plunder & pillage inside, the roving-roughish kindAnd if time hasn’t touched you at all; you’re the same as beforeStill plowing and cursing the deep in your man-of-warWith all the whiskey and rye and a curse on your mindYou sail on, the eye of the storm—you’re the eye of the stormFrom time to time, you still crawl across my mindJust a mumbling, stumbling thief in the black of nightYou’re a tree with a broken limb, picked up and thrown by the wind!You’re the gale’s deafening pound, you’re the boom and you’re the howl!You’re hail stoning the deck and the ship about to wreck!You’re Blackbeard on the bow with a fuse in your mouth!And you sail on, the eye of the storm—you’re the eye of the storm