SHIP SETS SAIL

and when your ship sets sail do not worry 
I'll wipe the sweat away 
all your life you travel blind 
not at peace, not resigned 
at least you get to leave the pain behind 
when your ship sets sail

and when your work is done do not hurry 
don't pack your things away 
40 years the mills grind slow 
take your pay, before you know 
they're telling you it's time to go 
when your ship sets sail

and nothing much you taught us turned out useful in the end 
maybe the world was bigger then and easier to mend

and when your ship sets sail do not worry 
I'll wipe the sweat away 
the street was dark, the dark was sweet 
the boy still running up the street 
to grip the hand that grips this sheet 
when your ship sets sail

and can you scrape the patience up to stand in one more line? 
you haven't lost your ticket, look, you had it all the time