I climbed the hill, lay in the grass

A little dark-eyes girl drifted past

She said, "All the best has come, it could not last

And the worst is has come true"



Her hands were small and fluttered up

A lamb amongst the buttercups

I pulled on my coat and buttoned it up

For the worst it had come true



Sail away, sail away

To a place where your troubles can't follow

Sail away, sail away

Save all your tears for tomorrow



The fins of the city moved toward us

And the swallows swooped and the starlings warned us

And the peril in everything is assured us

That the worst it had come true



And all my sorrows made their bed beside me

The shame, the disgrace and the brutality

And she whispered then, "Let laughter flee

For the worst it has come true"



Dry your tears, forget why we're here

Leave all your sorrows behind you

Never lose heart, all things must pass

To a place where your troubles can't find you



She came beside me, amongst my coat

Her breath was warm against my throat

We clung to each other so very close

For the worst it had come true



Sail away, sail away

To a place where your heart will not shame you

Take my hand, through this night without end

For the worst it has come to claim you



Sail away, sail away

To a place where no one can betray you

Take my hand, through this night without end

For the worst it has come to claim you