Written by: (Gers [bad word] Harris)

I have sailed to many lands
 Now I make my final journey
 On the bow I stand
 West is where I go

 Through the night I plough
 Still my heart calculate and pray
 As [bad word] swings, my will is strong
 I will not be led astray

 Mysteries of time
 Clouds that hide the sun
 But I know, I know
 I know

 I see the ghosts of navigators but they are lost
 As they sail into the sunset they'll count the cost
 As their skeletons accusing emerge from the sea
 The sirens of the rocks, they beckon me

 Take my heart and set it free
 Carried forward by the waves
 Nowhere left [bad word]  navigator's son
 Chasing rainbows all my days

 Where I go I do not know
 I only know the place I've been
 Dreams, [bad word] and go, ever shall be so
 Nothing's real until you feel

 I steer between the crashing rocks
 The sirens call my name
 Lash my hands onto the helm
 Blood surging with the strain

 I will not fail now
 As [bad word]  the darkness left behind
 For eternity I'll follow on
 There is no other way

 Mysteries of time
 Clouds that hide the sun
 But I know, I know
 I know

 I see the ghosts of navigators but they are lost
 As they sail into the sunset they'll count the cost
 As their skeletons accusing emerge from the sea
 The sirens of the rocks, they beckon me

 Take my heart and set it free
 Carried forward by the waves
 Nowhere left [bad word]  navigator's son
 Chasing rainbows all my days

 Where I go I do not know
 I only know the place I've been
 Dreams [bad word] and go, ever shall be so
 Nothing's real until you feel

 I see the ghosts of navigators but they are lost
 As they sail into the sunset they'll count the cost
 As their skeletons accusing emerge from the sea
 The sirens of the rocks, they beckon me

 Take my heart and set it free
 Carried forward by the waves
 Nowhere left [bad word]  navigator's son
 Chasing rainbows all my days

 Where I go I do not know
 I only know the place I've been
 Dreams [bad word] and go, ever shall be so
 Nothing's real until you feel