Roaring 40's

Humble me as if I were ten 
  unfulfilled dreams and captains 
  in a distorted reverie I made out her call 
  the vastest desert of them all 

  drawn, shiny calm, to your mystery 
  I wanted revenge 
  but so, so did she 

  "I am the eldest of three sisters 
  born down around the roaring forties 
  I have been sent to be your mistress 
  young man you're coming down with me" 

  So I recited from my rut, still undecided in my gut 
  how I wish, it was enough for me - the love of a family 

  "we could so easily enjoy you 
  and easier we could destroy you 
  me and my sisters never age 
  me and my sisters rage" 

  ok, lord grant us a daughter of our own 
  we'd name her fire, because the water is worn