And the shoreline sands will be shakin'
The hour when the ship comes in
Oh, the fishes will laugh as they swim out of the path
For your weary toes to be a touchin'
The hour that the ship comes in
Then the tide will sound and the wind will pound
And the shoreline sands will be shakin'
For the chains of the sea will have busted in the night
And the boat drifts onto the shoreline
The hour when the ship comes in
And be buried at the bottom of the ocean
Then the sands will roll out a carpet of gold
Oh, the seas will split and the ship will hit
And the rocks on the sand will proudly stand
Like the stillness in the wind 'fore the hurricane begins
Will not be understood as they're spoken
A song will lift as the mainsail shifts
And the mornin' will be breakin'
And the seagulls, they'll be smilin'
Oh, the seas will split and the ship will hit
And the words they used for to get the ship confused
And the mornin' will be breakin'
And the sun will respect every face on the deck
And the ship's wise men will remind you once again
Then the tide will sound and the wind will pound