Give me one tall ship to sail, a star to guide her by Let me orbit unknown worlds a thousand miles high My lover is a virgin queen, the Gods gave her to me: A ship, without a boom or sails, who rules an endless sea
Both I and King Ulysses weren’t content upon the shore With hearts so big, to sing we need a million years or more The salty winds against his brow, aboard his one true bride On winds of space the Sirens sing years after he has died
For I am a soldier, though battle I abhor I wage my war with ignorance as through the void I soar I wear my heart out on my sleeve, my dreams within my soul With wisdom I must lead these men as endless night unfolds
For I’ve a mighty ship to sail, we rule beyond the skies A universe of stars at my command to guide her by The shores of dusty try my aim of Crete and lost Siren The ancient hero’s song to sing, escorted by my queen