Compass card is spinning
Helm is swinging to and fro
Ooh, where is the dog star
Ooh, where′s the moon
You're a lost sailor, been way too long at sea
Somedays the gales are howling
Somedays the sea is still as glass
Ooh, raise the main sail
Ooh, lash the mast
You′re a lost sailor, been way too long at sea
Now the shorelines beckon, there is a price for being free
Hear the sea birds crying
There's a ghost wind blowing
And it's calling you, to that misty swirling sea
Till the chains of your dreams are broken
No place in this world you can be
You′re a lost sailor, been way too long at sea
Now the shorelines beckon, there is a price for being free
Yeah, for being free
Free don′t come easy, yeah
Free don't come with freedom
What you gonna do?
You know what you′re gonna do (hm)
Drifting! yes you're drifting
Drifting and dreaming (dreaming)
Maybe going on a dream and whatever mood you know
Maybe going on a feeling (ooh)
This is a place you′ve never been
Maybe a place you've never seen now
You can hear them calling on the wind
Drifting and dreaming (ya-hey)
Maybe drift
Maybe drifting out the way
Doesn′t much matter anyway (hey)
Drifting and dreaming, yeah, hey, hey, hey, yeah (yeah, hey)
Maybe going on a dream
Maybe going on a dream and
Maybe going on a dream land and, dream land
Writer(s): John Barlow, Bob Weir Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
