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when he was young you´d not find him doing well in school,
his mind would turn unto the waters.
always the focus of adolescent ridicule,
he has no time for farmer´s daughters.
alienated from the clique society,
a lonely boy finds peace in fishing.
his mother says "john this is not the way life´s supposed to be."
"don´t you see the life that you are missing?"
and he says...
when i grow up i want to be,
one of the harvesters of the sea.
i think before my days are done,
i want to be a fisherman.

now years gone by we find man that rules the sea.
he sets out on a dark may morning.
to bring his catch back to this small community.
he doesn´t see the danger dawning.
four hours up, oh the ocean swelled and swelled,
the fog rolled in it started raining.
"the starboard bow." "oh my god we´re going down!"
the do not hear his frantic mayday.
and he says
when i grow up i want to be,
one of the harvesters of the sea.
i think before my days are done,
i want to be a fisherman.
"i´ll live and die a fisherman."
calling john the fisherman.