If you been hit by flying lead, there’s folk who’ll say to you
You better off than being dead, but they don’t feel the way you do
First you choke and gasp for air, and panic at the thought
That your demise will not be fair, and fair is what we taught
A life lived long is worth a lot, far more than one at birth
So why does life present a curse, to those that seek it worth
Godspeed my captain, I trust you to change course at will
Steer this vessel and make sure the cargo don’t spill… spill…
Sail on calm waters, and blue sky will follow you
Pray when the storm blows, it’s hollow and not meant for you

Wind will rise, the sea will rage
Wind will rise, the sea will rage
Plot the course and leave the shore
The wind will rise, the sea will rage
But when you scream and shout no more
The strength within you will engage
Godspeed… Godspeed… Godspeed… Godspeed…

But the beast will pull you under, you hold your breath again
If you live to hear the thunder, then God has been your friend
Swim to the surface, seek out the light
Run from the furnace, run from the night

Wind will rise, the sea will rage
Wind will rise, the sea will rage
Godspeed… Godspeed… Godspeed… Godspeed…