Boys, sound the bells
the sun rose from the west today
I doubt we'll ever see it set
Oh, and boys, bear it well
put all your paper maps away
Mercator here can't help
CHORUS
Go lift your sails up for one last swell
Go lift yourselves up to sound the bells
Sound the bells
Looks like our writing on the wall
is lorem ipsum after all
A higher tide will wash it all,
wash it all away
The lighthouse keeper's last relay:
hand shadows and a final wave
Now's the time to rouse yourself,
spend the strength you've saved
CHORUS
