The Navigator (feat. Sam Lee)

Ink black, flecked with white Horizon on all sides, and a whistle in the shrouds Our minds blown open by the wind In the dark We see no evil, hear no evil We say no more, our words are drowning in the roar! Wind picks up, veering round We're reaching through the sound, and we shiver in the stern Our wide eyes finding nothing Out to the south we hear the danger Oh navigator, guide us to the shore! Our heads go swimming in the roar And we drown in our senses Roar! And it roared in the distance, as we lay under anchor Ink black, flecked with white Horizon on all sides, and a whistle in the shrouds Our minds blown open by the wind In the dark we see no evil, hear no evil Bear us away through the sound And we'll drown in our senses Go where the tide takes you Go out and run before the breeze You are the navigator And you've got your hands upon the wheel Go where the swell shoves you Go and remember how you feel When you are the navigator And you know the way to cut me free Go where your fears leave you Go out and throw them to the sea And it roared in the distance, as we lay under anchor