In an ocean of frustration Sails the ancient freedom boat. Sailor man of wonder On his island quite remote. Truth the ship of oneness In her stormy sea of doubt. Dawn of rain bowed fancy Beacons to young men of the night. Dancing lady of temptation Pull the shade and douse the light Truth can only wonder, A ray of hope is shining bright Warriors of the outside, Begin their pagan hostile dance Mystics of hypocrisy, They're the sad ones and they put Themselves out in a deep trance Truth can only wonder, If this world makes any sense. Warriors of the outside, Begin their pagan hostile dance Mystics of hypocrisy They're the ones who put the Sad ones in their trance Truth can only wonder, If this world makes any sense.