The first light's pierced my eyes, it's time to greet
The shearing wind that strips the flesh from me
So don your weathered skins and boots and go
Is it the hell i fear, or is it the sea?
The working world's asleep an hour or more
The barmen from the anchor calls the score
Jack sings a sea-song, chills me to the core
Drink up as it's time to lock the door
So fifteen years have passed, I'm still aboard
I crave the chaos of my family
And all i think of is a world ashore
Is it life i abhor? Is it the sea?
The pain is duller now, a generation by
And music fills my bones again at last
A pride fills my chest, a tear comes to my eyes
To hear my children's children cry
