78 Days At Sea

Endless sun on the endless sea, no shade nor land nor rain We must reach the shores we seek to stave of certain death Would the winds found our souls idling on the main And waft us to new life and wealth with firm and steady breath We hope for land, a world without a name Where our dreams come true, we lay our claim After seventy-eight days at sea hunger is our hell We are losing teeth and limbs whilst thirst has left some blind We toil to urge this vessel on and see its canvas swell May God have mercy on the souls we have left behind We hope for land, a world without a name Where our dreams come true, we lay our claim We hope for land, a world without a name Where our dreams come true, we lay our claim We hope for land, a world without a name Where our dreams come true, we lay our claim We hope for land, a world without a name Where our dreams come true, we lay our claim