The last time I saw
You were knitting at night
A delectable sight
Overlooking

Nantucket Sound
Without making a sound

The house hung in curry
Culinary delight
No one in a hurry
One of those nights

The evening a blue hue
With you draped in black
As you strapped on your guitar
Like a white-walled cadilac

Nantucket Sound
Found her sound

Nantucket Sound
Host to the lost and found
Hums your sad solo
Nantucket Sound

Oh the kids are fine
But the dog died
A heck of a time
When life turns on a dime

Nantucket Sound
Without a frown

Hey eager beaver
Let’s build us a dam
To fortify our fun
Of life on the run

Nantucket Sound
Upside down

Cloaked in your guitar
Beholden from afar
Blazing czar of desire
The North’s Star’s fire

Nantucket Sound again
Finds her sound

Nantucket Sound
Host to the lost and found
Hums your sad solo
Nantucket Sound

Nantucket Sound
Host to the lost and found
Hums your sad solo
Nantucket Sound

Nantucket Sound
Where we belong