Sail on boy, I know you’ve got somewhere to go
Keeper of the keys, rider of the golden storm
If I found you once, I’ll find you once more
I hope you find whatever it is you’re searching for
I heard you’re taking on the ocean on your own
The wind in your face, ain’t it mighty cold?
I hope you know it when you see the shore
I hope you find whatever it is you’re searching for
Don’t bother growing up, it never did anything for me
Don’t listen to the people who try to tell you what you need
And if I die before you walk through my door
I hope you find whatever it is you’re searching for
I hope you find whatever it is you’re searching for
