Visby

"Come sail to the mainland", they said to me,
"And there achieve our liberty
Adventure in battle and riches we'll find
And leave this prison rock far behind."

But I do not share their lust or greed
To be a warrior is not to be freed
This is my homeland, this island dear
My heart's desire is nowhere if not here

And I could never leave here if I tried
My every dream comes back in with the tide

chorus:

The world is nothing but a piece of land
And fame and glory fit in the palm of your hand
Death will find me where I am today
And home is ever calling me to stay.

And so the restless ones put to sea
Only to find their lives to be
As empty as ever they were yesterday
Believing their dreams were one day away

And as their wooden ships sail out into the night
I set my wood ablaze and build the fire bright

words by Ken and Lisa Theriot
music by Ken Theriot

© Raven Boy Music, ASCAP