The Navigators - Single Edit

[00:09.46] Feet fixed firm on windswept headland
[00:13.16] Far above the raging sea
[00:16.65] Lord of all the stormy deeps
[00:20.56] The wealth of ages at his knee
[00:24.42] Protects and nurtures navigators
[00:28.59] Raiders bold who loot and plunder
[00:32.43] Giving strength to hold at bay
[00:35.95] The tallest wave, the savage thunder
[00:39.54] Then, to bring them home again
[00:43.48] Safe to revel in their fame
[00:47.53] With tales of valour, harsh and virile
[00:52.02] Treasures taken in Gods' names
[00:55.44]
[01:10.95] Crab pots stacked, fat diesel straining
[01:15.00] At the white and foam-flecked wave
[01:18.88] Echo sounding, seaman rounding
[01:22.87] Dark mull skirts a watery grave
[01:26.42] Which calls to lure brave navigators
[01:30.03] Who venture far from harbour home
[01:34.32] Burning with that lust of feisty
[01:38.41] Fisher-folk who live to roam
[01:42.06]
[02:17.59] Feet fixed firm on windswept headland
[02:22.01] Far above the raging sea
[02:25.23] Lord of all the stormy deeps
[02:29.18] The wealth of ages at his knee
[02:32.85] Protects and nurtures navigators
[02:36.93] Raiders bold who loot and plunder
[02:40.72] Giving strength to hold at bay
[02:45.38] The tallest wave, the savage thunder
[02:48.89] Then, to bring them home again
[02:52.20] Safe to revel in their fame
[02:55.83] With tales of valour, harsh and virile
[03:00.36] Treasures taken in gods' names
[03:04.16]