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