Hair of oh gold and eyes oh blue.
Your heart no longer a beating red,
Your soul no longer white.
All that was gold has turned to blue.
Oh, little Navy sister,
Your oh blues stain his shirt
And black stains your face.
You beg and pray that red
Will never stain his.
Oh, sister of the Navy,
Your fingers are desperate
And your knuckles are white,
Gripping fabric like a lifeline--
His.
Oh, little Navy sister,
You’re alone once more! No longer will you see
His eyes of oh blue and heart of oh gold.
Your blood and stone has set sail
Once more into the unknown.