Songtexte: Banish (The). Other. Homing.

Throw our cargo overboard and let him know we are not finished with
him.
Begging just beggars description. Prepare your great whale,
God!

Since departure we admire our great desire?and we won?t fear

You
don?t know the ocean from standing dockside and trying to capture the waves
with your eyes

So long the distance to the dry land
So near the cold
blackness of the deep

I see it by now but I can?t believe
I can see it by
now and I have to believe
Every breeze has its secret, its detail of oncoming
shudder
Where is your persuasion?
Where are the wishes of luck and
salvation?
Gale

A silent ship, a threemaster, a walnut shell in the deep
blue
?never been vomited again