All the diamonds in this world

That mean anything to me

Are conjured up by wind and sunlight

Sparkling on the sea 



I ran aground in a harbour town

Lost the taste for being free

Thank God He sent some gull-chased ship

To carry me to sea 



Two thousand years and half a world away

Dying trees still grow greener when you pray 



Silver scales flash bright and fade

In reeds along the shore

Like a pearl in sea of liquid jade

His ship comes shining

Like a crystal swan in a sky of suns

His ship comes shining