Caravel

Crash against wave upon wave, woah
To string horizons, oohhh
Heel to the mist and the wind, yeah
You make the movement, oohhh

Woah, as you can tell
This was the age of the caravel
Woah, as you can tell
These are times you'll remember well

Ah, to the end of the world, woah
For death or glory, oohhh
Bow within your face to the sky, yeah
We are the movement, oohhh

Woah, as you can tell

This was the age of the caravel
Woah, as you can tell
These are times you'll remember well