I dream of different ships
They come in right beside...
They're going to a different place...
Everyone is on their ride
Ten thousand years go by
Everyone is like a fly...
With different faces on their minds
No one really has to die
Here comes the wind...
It breathes its breath again
All the sails are full and open
Forever they will be hoping...
That the wind will not let go
Until the time has come for gold
Shipwreck fever's here
The skies are dark and black
And when I look around
There is no going back
There is a hole in the sky
It could be an eye...
Seeing me through and through
There was a point I knew