East to South, North to West Seabirds fly the salty wind See us go, as they go, across the borderlines Can we go, as they go, across the borderlines? I can feel the fear hang heavy on the water Glinting sharply with the pale moonlight Mothers hold on

The summer wind The summer wind came blowin' in from across the sea It lingered there, to touch your hair and walk with me All summer long we sang a song and then we strolled that golden sand Two sweethearts and the summer wind Like painted kites, those

Too late there's no escape Down they fly From out of the sky Feel the radiation burn! In 1945 the year it came to be Their fate decided Many miles across the sea They told them not to fear They couldn't be prepared.

She came from Providence, the one in Rhode Island Where the old world shadows hang heavy in the air She packed her hopes and dreams like a refugee Just as her father came across the sea She heard about a place people were smilin' They spoke about the red

So go I know you would not stay It wasn't true, but anyway It's going to take a little time While you're waiting like a factory line I'll fly across the park Backseat on the 79 Wasted days you've come to pass Pollination yellow cab You walk up the stairs

Brother will kill brother Spilling blood across the land Killing for religion Something I don't understand Fools like me,who cross the sea And come to foreign lands Ask the sheep,for their beliefs Do you kill on God's command? A country that's divided

Foreign policy Eliminate the incompetents Difference don't exist in harmony Survival is superiority We don't need no hands across the sea The lines are drawn Establish the new order Suspect everyone

A boat like Gideon Brown In a boat like Gideon Brown Oh Gideon lived across the bay He's gettin' older now His boat is big and strong and bold She has a stalward bow But my father's boat was second hand One someone used before

The summer wind The summer wind came blowin' in from across the sea It lingered there, to touch your hair and walk with me All summer long we sang a song and then we strolled that golden sand Two sweethearts and the summer wind Like painted kites, those

Misery and slaughter we left burning in our wake A legacy of torment is rightfully ours to take We sail the endless oceans We sail the raging seas The quest is never ending It leads us to destiny From lands across the sea we have returned once more With