Boat Lingo

I'm delighted don't get excited
In more than one way we are still at sea
Through the wake comes the heartache
I know I don't look it but I'm still here
When it comes
It's inside us, we pray for a fright
If the stars are right, words will be kind
But if they're wrong, we must must hold on
Oh, I'm reminded these words are cited
In so many ways we are still at sea
Through the quakes comes the heartbreak
I know it doesn't look it
But we're nearly there