From the recording Innocence and Passion

A dark psychedelic shanty in 3/4 time signature.
Lead vocals by Frank Ventura


We came from nowhere and we were heading up north
After all things had run their course
With wind in our hair the taste of salt on our tongues
No regrets and no remorse
Then the captain shouted: Land in sight! And he had tears in his eyes
There in the distance I could vaguely make out the ragged line of the coast
Of the island of ghosts