Cynthia Stone

Sail to the sea, let the wind be your Slave and your master. Hear the tunes of sirens and fears, No skies turning black. Distant islands and reef less head for Disaster. Crush stubborn waves on your way and never look Back. Sing as a song from the depth of the Whispering ocean. Song of a soul that was born on the Shore. Brace yourself as a sailor's voice on this Ocean. Tears on the waves on your way, You fear no more. Sing a song and sail to the heart of The sea, and find your heart in the heart Of the sea. You'll see your way. Sing a song and sail to the heart of The sea, and find your heart in the heart Of the sea. You'll see your way. Someone will wait in the mist of a faraway Haven. Someone will sing us a song from faraway Lands. Let us sing to your songs of the treasures We're craving. Crushing the waves on our way with wind in Our hands. Sail to the sea, let the wind be your Mate and your love. Sail till you're tired and march on into a Wreck. Distant islands and winds when whisper your Story. Crush stubborn waves on your way and never look Back. Never look