The Last Of The Great Navigators - The Bluetones

I float in a boat on a river

Leading a simple life

These are the tools that I’m given

The compass line and knife

One at a time the old crimes are forgotten

Buried in lime and left there to go rotten (x2)

Follow the stars to wherever

Moon turn the tides away

I sleep in the arms of forever

Drifting out into the bay

One at a time the old crimes are forgotten

Buried in lime and left there to go rotten

One at a time the old crimes are forgotten

Buried in lime and left there in a hole

I believe there’s something good around the corner

I received a premonition

Coasting out towards the sea, the water’s warmer

All my dreams come to fruition

The last of the great navigators

They ruled with no fixed address

Alone in the song to the siren

And the devil make done for the rest

One at a time the old crimes are forgotten

Buried in lime and left there to go rotten

One at a time the old crimes are forgotten

Buried in lime and left there in a hole to rot away