And he dreamed he was home again, over the sea.
And it carried him home, yes it carried him home,
It carried him home from the sea.

And he turned from the ocean, when he ate of the tree.
And he knew he was dreaming, as he dreamed he was free.
He was hime once again, with his wife, far away
Andhe lay in her arms till the cock crowed for day,
He was home once again, he was home once again,
He was home once again from the sea.

And the weeks and the years and his life passed. Away
And he dreamed and he dreamed, and the ships sailed on by.
Till at last a boat landed from a ship by the shore,
And they found him there sleeping, and they carried him aboard
And they carried him home, yes they carried him home,
Yes they carried him home from the sea.

Oh but where are my children, and where is my young wife?
Have I come home to strangers at the close of my life?
So far from my island, so far from the tree,
That carried me sleeping across the dark sea.
Yes it carried me home, yes it carried me home,
It carried me home from the sea.

(She sings)
Oh but where's that dark sailor, so bold and so smart
I have held for a lifetime so dep in my heart?
Each night he came to me on the waters so wide -
And now who's this cold stranger who lies by my side?
No, he never came hime, no he never came home,
He never came home from the sea.

Do we (they) ever come home, do we (they) ever come home,
Do we (they) ever come home from the sea?

(Sorry about that break there in the third verse.)

I've always been fond of that song. Thanks to Terry Jones, unbeknownst to him.