I've been thinking it's only a matter of time Before the sun and the stars all align To bring you back, bring you home from your old misery Bring you safe, bring you sound back to me If you're lost, you're lost in the doldrums There ain't no breeze We all like that there's not. Hold your head up, hold your head up, hold your old skull up high, Dont prophesise If you're wrong you'll really be wrong but this all will be gone if youre right Sea dreamer Oh perfect machine your head is good, its loyal, its clean Old ghosts abandon their posts Vultures will not fit in here The weapons stay and the bullets of paper Are folding their way to my ears, I I've been loving and seeing their lovely old shell of a ghost From the steps to the road Where we're making our friends, making our enemies And making our friends, and making our enemies And take all our friends, take all our enemies, And make all amends, make it right, high Hold your head up, hold your head up hold your old skull up high, Dont prophesise If you're wrong you'll really be wrong but this all will be gone if youre right Sea dreamer Oh perfect machine your head is good, its loyal, its clean No nothing, no nothing from the end of your days Is well beyond me, on me, on me, on me, on me, on me yeah