I came through the darkness, I came through the mist. I heard my name on the wind. Please come aboard my humble vessel I will take you across this troubled sea. If something should happen if the sea should claim you Please give my regards to the fish of the deep. If you get lonesome in the abyss, Close your eyes part your lips -Sirens, no harbour. I sold my house headed west Left my family sold my kid. I went on a spree of whoring and drinking. Should I look up this Jesus? Or should I just get high? I'm still heading for distant harbours. It's unlikely I'll find my way home again -Sirens, no harbour.