I wrote this song when I lived on a 36-foot sloop in Long Beach, California—one of the best places I’ve ever lived—which is probably where the harbor comes from.

It’s really just a love song.

Boy, girl. Man, planet.

The Words:

Finding his ship in harbor
she’s waiting for his sails to furl
he’s waiting for her smile

Finding her love his arbor
he searches for his waiting girl
she worries for the while

Finding their bond unbroken
he holds her even tighter
she cannot help but cry

Finding his heart awoken
he laughs to will the sky to her
she laughs to will her heart
to fly

Finding her wonderful
he sees her everywhere he goes

Finding him wonderful
she gives him everything he sees
and feels
and knows

Finding the Earth my harbor
I long to see the sun rise
she turns into her light

Finding her breast my arbor
I find in her a paradise
she finds in me a child

Finding me wonderful
she gifts me everything I know

Finding her wonderful
I give her everything she seeds
and nurses
and grows

Ulf Wolf
Spring 1996/Spring 2015
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