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SAFE IN THE HARBOUR (Eric Bogle) Have you stood by the ocean, on a diamond-hard morning And felt the hor-izon stir deep in your soul Watched the wake of a steamer as it cut through blue water And been gripped by a fever you just can't control Oh to throw off the shackles and fly with the seagulls To where green waves tumble before a driving sea wind Or to lie on the decking on a warm summer's evening Watch the red sun fall burning, be-neath the earth's rim cho: But to every sailor, comes time to drop anchor Haul in the sails, and make the lines fast You deep water dreamer, your journey is over You're safe in the harbour at last You're safe in the harbour at last Some men are sailors, but most are just dreamers Held fast by the anchors they forge in their minds Who in ther hearts know they'll never sail over deep water To search for a treasure they're afraid they won't find So in sheltered harbours, they cling to their anchors Bank down their boilers and shut down their steam And wait for the sailors to re-turn with bright treasures That will fan the dull embers and fire up their dreams But to every sailor, comes time to drop anchor Haul in the sails, and make the lines fast You deep water dreamer, your journey is over You're safe in the harbour at last You're safe in the harbour at last And some men are schemers who laugh at the dreamers Take the gold from the sailors and turn it to dross They're men in a prison, they're men without vision Whose only horizon is profit and loss So when storm clouds come sailing a-cross your blue ocean Hold fast to your dreaming for all that your're worth For as long as there's dreamers, there will always be sailors Bringing back their bright treasures from the corners of earth Eric Bogle, 1984, Record: Where The Wind Blows Copyright Larrikin Music - Record: Margaret Cristl: Looking Towards Home NOTES: - Commemorates Stan Roger's tragic death in 1983 @sailor filename[ SAFEHRBR BM |
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