Water at sunrise, cliffs gave a view My father beside me, in silence we knew How foolish to curse some god who's not there For crosses we never decided to bear No choice but to stand, two shapes on the sand As the strength left his hand and he fell to the spray And drifted away Another sailboat on the bay Another sailboat on the bay Sit not by my grave, son, gaze not to the sea My father will live in the man you will be And your sorrow will not profit me What more then to say? We all must one day Make our own way Another sailboat on the bay Another sailboat on the bay Another sailboat on the bay Another sailboat on the bay