Caravel

Crash against wave upon wave, whoa-oh
In strange horizons, ooh
Heel to the mist and the wind, yeah-yeah
You make the movement, ooh

Whoa, as you can tell
This was the age of the caravel
Whoa, as you can tell
These are the times you'll remember well

Sail to the end of the world, whoa-oh
For death or glory, ooh
Bow with your face to the sky, yeah-yeah
We are the movement, ooh

Whoa, as you can tell
This was the age of the caravel
Whoa, as you can tell
These are times you'll remember well