are
rolling
visions in my mind of a strange voice calling journeys
out and then journeys out and then
journeys out and then journeys out and then
you hear the anchor sinking voices ringing
clear a welcome from my kindred and friends
and i'm so dear and friends and i'm so dear
journeys out and then
journeys out and then
lost dreams are fading
sweep across the fair i'm with oceans of medals
to bring me back again to bring me back again
journeys out and then
long have i traveled storm and sun and rain
and it's all worth singing journeys at an
end journeys at an end
journeys out and then
journeys out and then
