作曲 : Jake Houlsby
I'd rather stare into an eye
Than into a sea or into a sky, my my
I'd rather be skimming some stone
Than striking some string
Or seizing some throne, my my
All the seas, all the seas
Have been sailed
I'd rather chop wood for a fire
Than wood for a boat
Or wood to inspire, my my
I'd rather have a garden of flowers
Than a garden of gold
Or a garden of towers, my my
All the seas, all the seas
Have been sailed
And all the trains, all the trains
Have derailed
So pay no mind to the pleas
From the sirens to leap
All the seas, all the seas
Have been sailed
I was wrong to leave the shore
I will stay true and burn my oar