I walk this shore to feel alive…
I’ve gotta to break these chains…
The seacoast here awakens me…
With its waves and wind and rain…
I watch the sea birds circle…
In the grey-blue misty distance
To the fisherman in me…
They’re the first sign of deliverance…

Now there’s a mast on my horizon
And I feel my spirits risin’
There’s a rush of hope
That fate could be a friend
When my ship comes in…

Some folks burn for glory…
They follow their ambition…
Me I search for something true
And a little inspiration…
I feel God’s truth surge next to me…
So close that I can taste it…
My bon voyage is meant to be…
And I’m not gonna waste it

There’s a mast on my horizon
And I feel my spirits risin’
There’s a rush of hope
That fate could be a friend
When my ship comes in…

They say a life examined
Is the most fulfilling trip…
But the journey doesn’t really start…
‘Til we find the proper ship…
We all need a ship…

And there’s a mast on my horizon
And I feel my spirits risin’
There’s a rush of hope
That fate could be a friend
When my ship comes in…
When my ship comes in…