Ian Broudie He Sails Tonight
In between awake and sleep
He closed his eyes and took the leap
The afternoons where mothers weep
For frozen lakes and fallen leaves
Safe inside his treehouse dreams
Forsakes his plans
Forgets his schemes
The wicked whisper from the sea
This is the night you come with me
Time is passing by
A ship comes in
It sails tonight
When all the lights parade the air
Like carousels at summer fairs
Beware the stare of ghosthouse eyes
The wicked whispers in the night
Still it's ringing in his mind
So hard to touch, so hard to find
In treehouse dreams, he still go waits
And seven seas to seal his fate
Time is passing by
A ship comes in
It sails tonight
Time is passing by
A ship comes in
It sails tonight
Yes time has passed him by
His ship came in
It sailed last night
