Cut all your ties and come along. the winds of change are blowing strong. your time is here, so take it. and I know you make it right, make it right. .
December morning when the ship came sailing in,. The sailor boys with all their noise had come around again. She stood on the quayside, she was looking for a friend.
We steered our ship to the sea of all tranquility. The only sound our voices as star struck we fly. Our hopes ever high that the songs we sing. And the words we bring should never die.