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