Sailor's Lullaby

This track comes from Aaron Stransky's core identity — Folly Beach roots, 843 area code, the raw unfiltered version. It tackles A gentle song about falling asleep on solid ground after months at sea. The strange comfort and discomfort of being back on land. The body misses the rocking of the ship.. The lyrics get specific — "The ground is steady but I'm not sure anymore" — because personal tracks on Majik's are personal for real, not performatively. The acoustic production matches the energy of the confession. It hits gentle and melancholy, in that order. Every personal track in the catalogue comes from a real moment, a real feeling, a real person. This one is no exception.

[verse 1] The bed don't move tonight, the floor is flat and still No engine hum beneath me, no watch to fill I should be sleeping easy, I should be counting sheep But my body's rocking gently to a rhythm I still keep Six months of ocean underneath my spine And now the stillness feels like someone else's life, not mine [chorus] Sing me a sailor's lullaby Rock me like the Atlantic used to try I'm home but home feels like a foreign shore The ground is steady but I'm not sure anymore Sing me a sailor's lullaby Something between the waves and the goodbye [verse 2] The neighbors' dogs are barking, someone's mowing down the street Sounds I used to know before the ocean's heartbeat Replaced them all with foghorns and the creak of tired steel Now I'm standing in a grocery store forgetting how to feel Normal, just normal, what a word for coming home When you've been somewhere that normal never goes [chorus] Sing me a sailor's lullaby Rock me like the Atlantic used to try I'm home but home feels like a foreign shore The ground is steady but I'm not sure anymore [bridge] They say it takes a month to find your land legs A month to stop saluting, stop the drills inside your head A month to learn that danger isn't hiding in the calm A month to open up your fist and find an open palm [verse 3] But tonight I'll lie here, let the ceiling be my sky And somewhere in the distance I can hear the seagulls cry And my body starts to settle, and my breathing starts to slow And the sailor in me whispers, it's okay to let it go [outro] Rock me gentle, solid ground I'm learning how to come back down Sailor's home Sailor's finally home