At night when it's quiet and the [bad word] rolling in,
 The merchant ship's light paints the dark as we sing hails
 To one who is great, whom but words cannot be seen
 When all left is love, there will be no in between

Tucked in the corner of Earth
 Naked in light we are born
 Oh, can you hear the sea calling?
 Calling us into the world

At distance from grace, we shall toil with our days
 And take on the dirt that has rendered us as slaves
 Our mothers will cry, is there something in the sky?
 We know we are present here, but may never know why

Tucked in the corner of Earth
 Naked in light we are born
 Oh, can you hear the sea calling?
 Calling us into the world

Tucked in the corner of Earth
 Naked in light we are born
 Oh, can you hear the sea calling?
 Calling us into the world

Tucked in the corner of Earth
 Placed on the wayside at birth
 Down on the open road
 Making our way back home

Tucked in the corner of Earth
 Naked in light we are born
 Oh, can you hear the sea calling?
 Calling us into the world