Voyager

© Words and music by Ray Scudero. All rights reserved.

She waits in the harbor for the southwestern wind
As the morning light chases the stars;
The tide’s swinging seaward and the sunrise has come
As she waits for the day to begin.

Haul on the halyards, raise her gaffs to the sky;
Spray starts to fly from the waves;
The southwestern wind comes to greet her and then
You weigh anchor and she’s under way:

Sail away ...

The sheet in the fore and the main and she heels to the lee;
The wind’s swinging seaward; she cuts through the high-swelling sea.

The harbor’s behind her and the shore fades away,
Sunlight has gilded her spars.
She flies with the spirit that drives her along
On a voyage that’s bound for the stars.

The day’s light is fading and the breeze eases down;
The sun slips away in the glow
Of the day’s end, sky-fire now the last light has gone;
Orion stands high on the bow:

Sail away ...

She glides on the starlight reflected on swells in the sea;
She belongs to the wind and the ocean—Voyager’s free!

Now a new day’s before her and the night fades away;
First light has silvered her spars.
She flies with the spirit that drives her along
On a voyage that’s bound for the stars:

Sail away!




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