Lost to the sea the young heart will be
As wave after wave strikes the shore
And gulls on the wing, tidings they bring
Of a land we will see no more.

Fare thee well ye lost child whose heart belongs at home
Seek thy way not tender nor mild lest thy path be hid in the loam
The ocean tide will follow ye where e'er ye deem to roam
And what ye knew once now will be forgotten 'midst the foam

Dream a dream of places ye knew
Keep them close, keep them bold, keep them long
Forget not a detail of all ye've been through
As ye cling to ye memories strong

The ocean waves are climbing high above the rail
And unsure legs are finding that to the old they pale
Wave after wave beats on the deck of the ships that dare to sail
And each crewman prays they'll not be a wreck when daylight starts to fail

Cling to the sound of the gull's song
As it fades over the waves
Try to remember the snow's fall
And the words the young child prays

The journey lasts for days on end as south the ship does go
To a strange, warm land where a tale begins of a girl so few would know
With eyes both wide and glistening and fear she dares not show
The lass will live by listening to the spirits of the snow

Wave after wave the bow does break
As the crewman drive it forward
And those who are not made of their make
Simply whisper of what lie shoreward

Pirates and worse may wait in port but they've not a choice to choose
For what they bring far from the north is a life they dare not lose
As land is made the life behind them fades for all but the few
Who can hold on to what they were then as the journey makes them anew

The creak of the boats
The break of the waves
The sound of the gulls above
They tell in their notes
The dance of the graves
These souls are dreaming of