gene clark
silent crusade
I am told that my life is a clipper The sea of time has tossed about And I know that there's only one skipper Who can guide that ship about Do the wakening eyes of the wondering soul See within and then without Silently the truth speaks more loudly Than what falls from my mouth Seems my dreams are the wings of a spirit This vessel sails can't fill without From it's wind comes the light of inspiration And the darkness of doubt Gales of anger that wane into the calm. Please take me drifting far away From the wordy and worldly explanation Of this space we call today. Sail away Sail away from the shore. Situations, weigh the anchor once more. Sail away Sail away from the shore. Situations, weigh the anchor once more