Come with me friend,
and sail away,
among time and tides of yesterday.
Remember when our fathers rode,
the sailing ships of long ago.
We steer among the stars this night,
across the memories floating wide.
And we will course of long ago,
tall greyhound ships and compass rose.
Come sail old shipmate, upon this dream,
our course we chart beyond the green.
With anchor raised and sails filled wide,
we sail this night on memories tide.
(c) Mike Subritzky 1989