"Lost Sailor" lyrics

"Lost Sailor"

Compass card is spinning
Helm is swingin' to and fro
Ooh, where's the dog star?
Ooh, where's the moon?

You're a lost sailor
You've been too long at sea

Some days the gales are howling
Some days the sea is still as glass
Ooh, reef the main sail
Ooh, lash the mast

You're a lost sailor
You've been too long at sea
Now the shore lights beckon
Yeah there's a price for being free

Yeah the sea birds cry
There's a ghost wind blowin'
It's calling you, to that misty swirling sea
'Til the chains of your dreams are broken
No place in this world you can be

You're a lost sailor
You've been way too long at sea
Now the shore lights beckon
Yeah there's a price for being free

Drifting yeah drifting
Yeah drifting and dreaming

'Cause there's a place you've never been
Maybe a place you've never seen
You can hear her calling on the wind
Go on and drift your life away
Yeah just drifting and dreaming
Maybe drift your life away
Drifting and dreaming

Yes I'm going on a dream
Maybe going on a dream
Maybe going on a dream
Maybe going on a dream
Maybe going on a dream


Writer(s): John Barlow, Bob Weir
album: "Go To Heaven" (1980)
Grateful Dead - Go To Heaven album cover
Antwerp's Placebo (The Plumber)
(Instrumental)
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