Set the sails I feel the winds a’stirring

Toward the bright horizon set the way

Cast your reckless dreaming on our Mayflower

Haven from the world and her decay

And who could heed the words of Charlie Darwin

Fighting for a system built to fail

Spooning water from their broken vessels

As far as I can see there is no land

Oh my god, the waters cold and shapeless

Oh my god, it’s all around

And who could heed the words of Charlie Darwin

The lords of war just profit from decay

And trade their children’s promise for the jingle

The way we trade our hard earned time for pay

Oh my god, the waters cold and shapeless

Oh my god, it’s all around

Oh my god, the world is cold and formless

Oh my god, where are we now