| Song | Your Tall Ship |
| Artist | Peter Hammill |
| Album | Roaring Forties |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Far, so far away... | |
| surely you remember | |
| log book pages frayed | |
| that fanned the flames of long ago, | |
| guttered in the grate, | |
| shadows in the embers... | |
| look away, look for home. | |
| Voices on the air, | |
| running with the current; | |
| wind and tide set fair, | |
| ship to shore the message goes, | |
| all in love is fair – | |
| across the raging torrent, | |
| sail away, sail for home; | |
| look away, look for home. | |
| Land-locked lovers, landlub friends, in procession: | |
| all rites of passage have an end. | |
| Look away, sail away, | |
| sail your tall ship home. | |
| We are ocean-borne, | |
| far from any harbour, | |
| from our moorings torn, | |
| ghosts that fly for all we know... | |
| turn to face the storm | |
| that's building off to starboard, | |
| sail away, sail for home, | |
| look away, look for home. | |
| Look away in the Roaring Forties. | |
| Land-locked lovers, littoral friends, | |
| the succession never ends... | |
| the spirit's willing to carry on; | |
| all rites of passage make us strong. | |
| Sail away, | |
| sail away, | |
| sail your tall ship home. |
| Far, so far away... | |
| surely you remember | |
| log book pages frayed | |
| that fanned the flames of long ago, | |
| guttered in the grate, | |
| shadows in the embers... | |
| look away, look for home. | |
| Voices on the air, | |
| running with the current | |
| wind and tide set fair, | |
| ship to shore the message goes, | |
| all in love is fair | |
| across the raging torrent, | |
| sail away, sail for home | |
| look away, look for home. | |
| Landlocked lovers, landlub friends, in procession: | |
| all rites of passage have an end. | |
| Look away, sail away, | |
| sail your tall ship home. | |
| We are oceanborne, | |
| far from any harbour, | |
| from our moorings torn, | |
| ghosts that fly for all we know... | |
| turn to face the storm | |
| that' s building off to starboard, | |
| sail away, sail for home, | |
| look away, look for home. | |
| Look away in the Roaring Forties. | |
| Landlocked lovers, littoral friends, | |
| the succession never ends... | |
| the spirit' s willing to carry on | |
| all rites of passage make us strong. | |
| Sail away, | |
| sail away, | |
| sail your tall ship home. |
| Far, so far away... | |
| surely you remember | |
| log book pages frayed | |
| that fanned the flames of long ago, | |
| guttered in the grate, | |
| shadows in the embers... | |
| look away, look for home. | |
| Voices on the air, | |
| running with the current | |
| wind and tide set fair, | |
| ship to shore the message goes, | |
| all in love is fair | |
| across the raging torrent, | |
| sail away, sail for home | |
| look away, look for home. | |
| Landlocked lovers, landlub friends, in procession: | |
| all rites of passage have an end. | |
| Look away, sail away, | |
| sail your tall ship home. | |
| We are oceanborne, | |
| far from any harbour, | |
| from our moorings torn, | |
| ghosts that fly for all we know... | |
| turn to face the storm | |
| that' s building off to starboard, | |
| sail away, sail for home, | |
| look away, look for home. | |
| Look away in the Roaring Forties. | |
| Landlocked lovers, littoral friends, | |
| the succession never ends... | |
| the spirit' s willing to carry on | |
| all rites of passage make us strong. | |
| Sail away, | |
| sail away, | |
| sail your tall ship home. |