I heard a story about a boy
who was swept off the deck
the sweeping tide swept the sea
over his neck
but it did end there
the boy began to swim
and dared to the sea
that dared to envey him
did you ever want to know me?
did you ever feel like you could?
and did you ever want to know me?
did you ever feel like i could?
its a silent steeple that carries us down
its a silent steeple-whoa oh whoa
But the sea did not
so much as reply
so the boy yelled to the ships
that were faded to die
red sky at night, sailors take delight
red sky in the morning sailors take warning
Sail on, take it back. sail on take it back.....
And we were going with the wind in our hair
and we didnt want to go back 'cause if we did
well we would not care
if we all were to die now,well it wouldnt be that bad
because that boy in the wave said he'd give us everything
everything he had to go on, and trace that scar
like we did ten years before
Sail on, take it back. sail on......