I can’t feel – What it’s like
To leave this mortal soul – in this life
I won’t know -
until I go
Cause I can only go there - in my mind
I navigate this trip to pay tribute one last time
To lay this sailor’s soul to rest
I’ve come to honor and respect the wishes ask
And sense the whole experience
Well now the last trip home – no more to roam
Let us put away our foolish pride
And leave it alone – and let it go
Let’s let the sailor sail on to open skies
Each rose pedal is tossed from each person that was called
There’s joy from cleansing in the air
As the ashes meet the water you hear cries from mother daughter
And fish that swim to meet a friend that’s near
Well now the last trip home – no more to roam
Let us put away our foolish pride
And leave it alone – let it go
Let’s let the sailor sail on to open skies |
