Sir Francis Drake

Sir Francis Drake Of East Chatham Bay The fable paints a picture He tends to stray From our common ways A life defined by fiction Ever after Endless laughter Motion only served to blind us Spirits carry on Mother Earth will seek to find us Lead us to the sun Whispered words you always longed for Golden state of mind He will chase away your shadows Just like he did mine If you ask, he'll always show the way there Children, come along and find your way If you ask, he'll always show the way there Children, come along and find your way Canaries sing Calling for the spring They never need a master And every tree Took a piece of me Till I was all but matter It was spoken I'm awoken Motion only served to blind us Spirits carry on Mother Earth will seek to find us Lead us to the sun Whispered words you always longed for Golden state of mind He will chase away your shadows Just like he did mine