The yellow sun is sinking
into the big blue sea,
And this has got me thinking,
What will the sun there see?
I wish that I could go there,
beyond the bit that shows,
but what brave beast would dare,
when none know how far it goes?
Is there land across those waves?
Or does it go forever on?
Making itself a place of graves
for those who have tried and gone?
One day maybe I will know,
I will sail over the horizon,
following the sun's bright glow,
as my ship goes ever on and on.