Odyssey - Gorgon City

Pirates on an odyssey

We ask our captain «What will be?»

When winter is gone

We might be wrong

My companions focus me

On the bright real sun

You’re my reason to go.

Careless whither I be led

Careless whither I be led

How long will we last

Out on the sea?

Talking people happily;

When they’re right feel wrong

You’re my real home

Out on the sea