The quiet oil painted sky, on canvas made of hope Invites the worm, grow wings and fly And cross the Heavens' envelope And so he does, and so others And so do all his friends and brothers Lifted high upon a dream, at the other end of the telescope And here I wait to hear their call, to join them in the festival Yet here I wait, to hear their call, yet here I wait Time begins to spread so thin, a mask that's hiding sallow skin And I realise now, that canvas' plot That I'm the one that time forgot And, like lights projected on a screen I see the stars, but not the space between I just want to open up my eyes And see the melting sun beneath the sky And how its love just glistens off the stream And holds me here content within this dream And I'll sail away, sail away, sail away, sail away A whisper in the air evokes a tear Tells me I'm no longer welcome here But I don't want to leave this quiet place When all that waits outside is empty space So I'll sail away, sail away, sail away, sail away I swear I'll never hide again I swear I'll meet you in the end I swear I'll look out for the signs If you let me drown this time Sail away, sail away, sail away, sail away