| Here I stand, looking out to sea | |
| Where a thousand souls have prayed | |
| And a thousand lives were laid on the sand | |
| Were laid on the sand | |
| Years have passed, since they have died | |
| And The Word shall last | |
| And the Wild Goose shall fly | |
| Shall fly | |
| Here I stand, looking out to sea | |
| And I say a prayer | |
| That the Wild Goose will come to me | |
| That the Wild Goose will come to me |