UNDER the wide and starry sky
Dig the grave and let me lie:
Glad did I live and gladly die,
And I laid me down with a will.
This be the verse you 'grave for me:
Here he lies where he long'd to be;
Home is the sailor, home from the sea,
And the hunter home from the hill.
-R.L.Stevenson
lyrics
‘There is a right and a wrong way to be
You will find neither by following me
All I can promise, to show you the sea,’
These are the words my captain spoke to me
There is a right and a wrong way to sail
One leads to Heaven, the other to Hell
Or there is a third, and there this ship will go,
Where the sun meets the ocean when sun’s sinking low
Oh Captain, my Captain, I’ve led us astray
Oh Captain, my Captain, you showed me the way
Oh Captain, my Captain, ‘til my dying day
You’ll bring us home, for this I will pray
Hymns from a faraway harbor we sang
Sailed us to sleep, sheltered us in the rain
But our captain was silent with stone in his eyes
To too many sailors has he sung goodbyes
‘Home is the sailor, home from the sea,
Here laid to rest where he longed to be,’
So I’ll have carved on my funeral stone
Should ever my captain sail me back to home
credits
from On A Wing,
released September 1, 2014
Music/Lyrics - Nathan Hall
Vocals - Sumner Byrne, Nathan Hall
From Cork, Ireland, Lewis Barfoot writes mystic, majestic songs derived from regional folk, with an ambient music aura. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 11, 2023