Heroes for freedom and liberty
These days you look so clumsy to me
Primitive stories
Quenching your thirst on the brine

Risking your reckless lives on the sea
Crossing the ocean to the land of the free
Oceans could never
Quench such a thirst as mine

What were you looking for out on the sea
A constant source of mystery
It was a pretty good way
To steel your heart from your misery

These days it's harder to stay on the line
If it all be conquered, if it all bе mine
It makes me hungry, boys
For a world I'vе never known

Oceans are easy, so is the land
It's me I just don't understand
Call for the captain
This time I really want to go home

I know what I long to see
A constant source of mystery
Some perfect way
To steel my heart from the misery
I know what I long to see
A constant source of mystery
Some perfect way
To steel my heart from the misery