The Albatross - Rickie Lee Jones

There, there is my ship\nFinally come in\nI see the mast rolling on the steps\nOver the garden wall\nI hear the sailor’s call\nI see the albatross\nOver and down now I’ll go home\nHome to my children I left behind\nLong ago with my mother the moon\nThat’s where my father is\nThis broken heart is his\nArchipelago is turning, turning to strangers\nHere in the world, turning to strangers\nOh, they hold on\nHere, here’s where we live\nHere is a sea, my family\nWe’ll always be young as we’ve ever been\nDeath will not part us again nearer to heaven than\n10,000 ancestors who dream of me\nWell I hear you dreaming of me\nYeah sometimes, dream of me!