Go and tell Lord Grenville that the tide is on the turn It´s time to haul the anchor up and leave the land astern We´ll be gone before the dawn returns
Like voices on the wind
Go and tell Lord Grenville that our dreams have run aground There´s nothing here to keep us in this shanty town None of us are caring where we´re bound Like voices on the wind
And come the day you´ll hear them saying "They´re throwing it all away" Nothing more to say Just throwing it all away
Go and fetch the captain´s log and tear the pages out We´re on our way to nowhere now, can´t bring the helm about
None of us are left in any doubt We won´t be back again
Send a message to the fleet, they´ll search for us in vain We won´t be there among the reaches of the Spanish Main Tell the ones we left home not to wait
We won´t be back again (Won´t be back again...) And come the day you´ll hear them saying "They´re throwing it all away" Nothing more to say Just throwing it all away
Our time is just a point along a line That runs forever with no end
I never thought that we would come to find Ourselves upon these rocks again Oh no...