Boats Away - Murray Head

Climb the rigging and haul the ropes

Hoist and unfurl the dusty sail

Winds are singing, we’re bound for hope

It is impossible to fail

Flesh is willing and dreams will soar

When we sight the distant shore

Hold on fast to the skies

Smell the spray in your eyes

Know the albatross that cries is just a friend

Glide our weary pain-laden souls

Over hollowed heaving waves

Weigh our bodies down with salt

Every hallowed heathen sways

There is hope to guide us there

There is love to make us one

With our souls as the anchor

Light our path to the sun

Till our everlasting search is at an end

Hold on fast to the skies

Smell the spray in your eyes

Know the albatross that cries is just a friend