[Intro – sound of waves with a piano underneath] [Verse] Every adventure poured into one glass, while every dream keeps fading slow; the stare of an old mad sea-wolf's soul grows dim beneath the sunset's glow. [Verse] A pipe between his lips, it lights the way, with scents both classic, rich and old; the bitter smoke and the choking haze fill every wrinkle worn and cold. [Chorus] Oh, my old sea wolf, Standing there like a lighthouse with no light to shine. Though I'm drifting close to being forgotten, I've still got one more horizon to cross, This old wounded wolf has still got one more horizon to cross. [Instrumental – Guitar Solo] [Verse] Old sea wolf, full of spite and weary sighs, his whole life keeps coming back again, just to leave the salt upon the sand. [Verse] Silver hair, with empty hopes inside, the days keep settling old scores, inside the bitter den of all his pain. [Guitar Only] [Chorus] Oh, my old sea wolf, Standing there like a lighthouse with no light to shine. Though I'm drifting close to being forgotten, I've still got one more horizon to cross, This old wounded wolf has still got one more horizon to cross. I've still got one more horizon to cross... Hummmmmm... hoo, yeah...
