What is that sound
Rising up from the world?
The sound of a clock ticking on.
With hours and minutes
I've yet to meet.
In a life,
That soon will be gone
Soon will be gone
Soon will be gone.
Woah ooh ooh ooh.
What is that sound
Rising up from the world?
The swell of the tide at the gate
Where children set sail
Without knowing to well
That the time is growing late,
Growing late,
Growing late,
Woah ooh ooh ooh.
I'm sailing on.
And I'm not a stranger.
My faith will ride
Through wind and tide
And stormy sea.
I'm sailing on
Out of the harbor.
There is a distant land
That lights the way for me.
I hope they hold it high
So I can see.
I'm sailing on.
What is that sound
Rising up from the world?
The clang of a bell
On the ledge.
Where young ones play
On their merry way
As they float
Right over the edge,
Over the edge,
Over the edge.
Ooh ooh ooh ooh.
I'm sailing on.
And I'm not a stranger.
My faith will ride
Through wind and tide
And stormy sea.
I'm sailing on
Out of the harbor.
There is a distant land
That lights the way for me.
I hope they hold it high
So I can see.
I'm sailing on.
I'm sailing on.
I'm sailing on.
I'm sailing on.
Sailing on.
I'm sailing on.

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