
The Banks of Nevermore
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- irish folk
- energetic
- folk punk
- canadian folk
- 2020s
- uplifting
- uilleann pipes
- celtic rock
- sea shanty
About
Sea Shanty, Celtic fusion.
Lyrics
Instrumental Intro
Verse 1
Silver scales in the netting
Salty mist on my face
Cast away every fretting
Leaving port at a pace
I see the headland fading small
The gulls give out a final call
Three weeks of foam
Far from my home
Pre-Chorus
Pull on the line till the knuckles turn white
The swell is a mountain in morning light
The wood is a-creaking
The horizon we're seeking
Chorus
Heave away across the blue
A hollow hull and a hungry crew
Unknown tides and ancient stars
Follow the moon to where we are
Bound for the banks where the great fish play
Toss the luck to the breaking spray
We ride the roll
We find our soul
Verse 2
Stout hearts and a barrel of ale
Mending tears in the snapping sail
Copper sun in the western sky
Keep the compass pointed nigh
Winds blow fierce and winds blow cold
Better than staying to just grow old
Wandering ways
Shortening days
Pre-Chorus
Pull on the line till the knuckles turn white
The swell is a mountain in morning light
The wood is a-creaking
The horizon we're seeking
Chorus
Heave away across the blue
A hollow hull and a hungry crew
Unknown tides and ancient stars
Follow the moon to where we are
Bound for the banks where the great fish play
Toss the luck to the breaking spray
We ride the roll
We find our soul
Bridge
Where does the ocean end
Where does the sky begin
A world with a secret bend
Waiting to let us in
Is it gold or is it stone
Past the waters we have known
Keep the steady hand
Leave the weary land
Guitar Solo
Chorus
Heave away across the blue
A hollow hull and a hungry crew
Unknown tides and ancient stars
Follow the moon to where we are
Bound for the banks where the great fish play
Toss the luck to the breaking spray
We ride the roll
We find our soul
Chorus
Heave away across the blue
A hollow hull and a hungry crew
Unknown tides and ancient stars
Follow the moon to where we are
Bound for the banks where the great fish play
Toss the luck to the breaking spray
We ride the roll
We find our soul
Post-Chorus
Oh heave away (Heave away)
Far across the Atlantic today
Through the foam and the salt and the gray
Heave away (Heave away)
Instrumental Outro
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