Well i dreamed i saw you sailing in upon a sleek white schooner

You were slipping over shallow water

You were coming into harbour, you were coming into harbour

With the wind in all your sails



You were carrying a cargo that was richer than riches

More gold than gold and much more real than real

New born babe in your arms and his cool blue eyes gazed up

Yes his cool eyes gazed upon a fresh world, one yet to be made



I was standing on the shoreline looking out over the sea

And i saw your white sail appearing on the horizon

I was standing on the shoreline just looking out over the sea

And i saw your white sail appearing on the horizon

You were coming into harbour, you were coming into harbour

In the bright light, the bright light, longer than the 20th century


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