Oh the time will come up When the winds will stop And the breeze will cease to be a breezin Like the stillness in the wind For the hurricane begins The hour when the ship comes in Oh the seas will split And the ship will hit And the shoreline sands will be shaken Then the tide will sound and the wind will pound And the morning will be breakin Oh the fishes will laugh As they swim out of the path And the seagulls they'll be smilin And the rocks on the sand Will proudly stand The hour that the ship comes in And the words they use For to get the ship confused Will not be understood as they are spoken For the chains of the sea Will have busted in the night And be buried at the bottom of the ocean Oh the seas will split And the ship will hit And the shoreline sands will be shaken Then the tide will sound and the wind will pound And the morning will be breakin A song will lift as the main sail shifts And the boat drifts onto the shoreline And the sun will respect every face on the deck The hour when the ship comes in Then the sands will roll out a carpet of gold For your weary toes to be a touchin And the ships wise men will remind you once again That the whole wide world is watchin