Song 2: To drown the spirits [1999]

"forget your wife at home,"
the white capped waves becked to me
for the siren i could ne'er rebuff
and the wind's full sailed blast
keep your mind off thoughts of love
until the night has passed

ride the crashing brine surf
neptune's wrath perfected me
for a sailor, he is ever tough,
and this ship is riding fast
keep your sea-legs up to snuff
and that squall, it will not last

batten down the hatches
Captain, hand the deck to me
for the wild sea, she is ever rough,
and the tide is rising fast
keep an eye on that looming bluff
lash that sail hard to the mast

bury deep our treasure
in the storm shipwrecked were we
for if the thieves steal e'er this stuff
and disappear into the past
keep the memory long enough
so when your die is cast

refrain:
the fates will weave our story
into a weeping rag
and toss it to the salty wind
where flies a midnight flag
and when at last our home shores rise up,
shining gold and green
our homes they will be empty
and our streets be filled
with the sea.