He sang to me of sailors at sea
and how the sea shall free them
Barefoot and cold, walking where told
With no light by our side
Who lets us bleed? You with the free
watch how the hate can breed
Feeling the west wind on my face
I know your witful ways
Sailors at sea, I found my peace
within the grace of their arms
They are the ones with hearts like the sun
and the tidal wave
Lowered the cup
Tasted the bread
Rested and read
To dream you fair dream
We were to be footmen, you see
I marvel at your deeds
We're meant to be eternal, you see
Wind of the free
And the hate still breeds
Beating the drum towards the sun
The tired and weak falling asleep
Can't see my way, can't tell who stays
Can't see the thread that binds me
We were to be footmen, you see
We would dream your fair dream
Tasted your bread
The wind on my face
I know your witful ways
We're meant to be eternal, you see
Wind of the free
And the hate still breeds
