Odyssey

Pirates on an odyssey,
We ask the captain ‘what will be?’
When winter’s gone
We might be wrong.
My companions focus me
On the bright real sun.
You’re my reason to go.

Careless whither I be led
How long will we last?
Out on the sea

Talking people happily
When they’re right feel wrong.
You’re my real home
Out on the sea.