Lyrics:
A score of years this line has runAbove the crests that drown the sunA mile high the turbines turnedThe stokers sweat the monkeys burnedI will carry you home with the gods in my eyesI will carry you home while the westerlies sighThe continents will fly apartThe oceans scream and never partDivided souls can never restMust join the nations break the testFor endless hours the sirens wailAwait the tide that brings the sailCling to the walls and close the shoreThe lovers wait who walk no more