Far, so far away...
Surely you remember
Log book pages frayed
That fanned the flames of long ago
Guttered in the grate
Shadows in the embers...
Look away, look for home

Voices on the air
Running with the current;
Wind and tide set fair
Ship to shore the message goes
All in love is fair –
Across the raging torrent
Sail away, sail for home;
Look away, look for home

Land-locked lovers, landlub friends, in procession:
All rites of passage have an end
Look away, sail away
Sail your tall ship home

We are ocean-borne
Far from any harbour
From our moorings torn
Ghosts that fly for all we know...
Turn to face the storm
That's building off to starboard
Sail away, sail for home
Look away, look for home

Look away in the Roaring Forties

Land-locked lovers, littoral friends
The succession never ends...
The spirit's willing to carry on;
All rites of passage make us strong

Sail away
Sail away
Sail your tall ship home