Ink black, flecked with white
Horizon on all sides, and a whistle in the shrouds
Our minds blown open by the wind
In the dark we see no evil, hear no evil
We say no more
Our words are drowning in the roar
Wind picks up, veering round
We're reaching through the sound, and we shiver in the stern
Our wide eyes finding nothing
Out to the south we hear the danger
Oh, navigator, guide us to the shore
Our heads go swimming in the roar
And we drown in our senses
Roar
And it roared in thе distance
As we lay under anchor
Ink black, flеcked with white
Horizon on all sides, and a whistle in the shrouds
Our minds blown open by the wind
In the dark we see no evil, hear no evil
Bear us away through the sound
And we'll drown in our senses
Go where the tide takes you
Go out and run before the breeze
You are the navigator
And you've got your hands upon the wheel
Go where the swell shoves you
Go and remember how you feel
When you are the navigator
And you know the way to cut me free
Go where your fears leave you
Go out and throw them to the sea
And it roared in the distance
As we lay under anchor
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