Ho way ho Ho way home… When the stars forget their names Black Compass sings us on. The night is wide, the water cold, The charts are torn, the stories old. No steady light, no promised land, Just iron humming in my hand. It shakes, it bends, it turns us slow, Still knows the way we need to go. Ho way ho through broken seas, Black Compass lead us patiently. Spin if you must, don’t let us roam, Crooked needle, take us home. I’ve heard the storm before it cries, I’ve read the fear in sailors’ eyes. I hear the sea change every night, Truth don’t stand, it shifts its light. Hold the wheel Let it breathe Grip the law Trust the need Oh Captain, steady voice, You make the roaring water choice. When we scatter, when we shake, You are the line we do not break. You hold the deck, you name the wind, You pull us back when we give in. Oh Captain, guide us through, We believe, we believe in you. Mm oh no… Here we go… He’s doing it again… Ho way ho family bound, Same salt blood, different sound. We may fight, we may fall, Still we answer when you call. We eat the same hard bread of days, Sing our hope in different ways. Love runs deep, love cuts fast, Every bond is tied too tight. When the deck says “one must go,” All our hearts fall with the flow. If someone walks into the wave, They don’t go cursed, they go brave. We turn away, we count the foam, Still carry them inside the home. Ho way ho don’t lose the thread, Living kin and living dead. Black Compass, scarred and slow, Teach our hands where not to hold. Ho way ho Ho way home… Even lost, we still belong, Black Compass hums us on.