All the diamonds in this world
   that mean anything to me
   are conjured up by wind and sunlight
   sparkling on the sea
  
   i ran aground in a harbour town
   lost the taste for being free
   thank God He sent some gull-chased ship
   to carry me to sea
  
   two thousand years and half a world away
   dying trees still grow greener when you pray
  
   silver scales flash bright and fade
   in reeds along the shore
   like a pearl in sea of liquid jade
   His ship comes shining
   like a crystal swan in a sky of suns
   His ship comes shining.