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Lyrics: "Voyage to a New Land"

by David Rubenstein and Simon Read

for SATB chorus and piano
Sheet Music in Scorch Format at SibeliusMusic
Sheet Music in PDF format
Midi file

for women's chorus (SA) and piano:
Sheet Music in Scorch Format at SibeliusMusic
Sheet Music in PDF format
Midi file




Part 1

This land has been our home,
A mother to us all.
She nurtured flesh and bone.
As fields of golden corn.
She gave us summer skies,
Oak trees and mountain side,
Purling rivers running by.
All this did she provide.

Oh mother, Now death hangs in the air
Oh mother, Dark clouds of deep despair
Brimstone burning in the ancient caves.
Oh mother, We hear the woodland scream.
Oh mother, We taste the ash of dreams.
Bless your children as they come of age.

Old trunks and gunny sacks,
All our belongings packed.
At the quayside neatly stacked.
We won't be coming back.
The ocean lies between.
The new world and the old
A bridge of blue and green,
or grave so deep and cold?

Part 2

Farewell to the green hills we leave at the shore.
(Farewell green hills we leave the shore)
Farewell to the country that we'll see no more.
(country we'll see no more.)
The water is steady, the weather is fair.
Our sad tears are mixed with the spray in the air.
(Our tears mixed in air)

Why are we leaving?
(Why do we leave?)
and What will we do?
(What will we do?)
Who will watch over us?
(Who will watch us?)
As we sail through.
(As we sail through.)
Storm clouds and high seas and murderous winds,
Neptune is beckoning us unto him.

Waves now come crashing
(Waves come crashing down.)
Tall as the mast
(Tall as the mast.)
There is no present.
(There is no present.)
There is no past.
(There is no past.)

Raging inferno
(Raging inferno)
Boiling black hell.
(Boiling black hell)
Hungry for secrets,
(Hungry for secrets.)
Dead men don't tell.
(Dead men don't tell.)

The storm has blown over and left us alone.
With cold memories of our distant home.
Day after day on the ocean we roam.
Dead calm and dread of the future unknown.
Land ahoy! Land ahoy!
Land ahoy! Land ahoy!

Part 3

Drop the anchor. Lower the gangplank.
Set the lot of us down.
Oh, the joyous calm of solid ground!
Never has there been such a shaking of hands,
kneeling and praying, embracing dry land.
Glory be! To the mercy! of the sea.

Sing the chantey. Dance with the captain.
Double ration of rum.
Drink to all the miles that we have come.
Ragged we may stand but we rode out the waves.
Hardened and humbled, the rest of our days.
Glory be! To the mercy! of the sea.

Part 4

Close your eyes to the all embracing wilderness.
Close your ears to the hunger of the night.
Find the hollow in your heart.
Where the dreams of home will start.
Crawl inside and stay till morning's light.

Do you long for the places of your childhood years?
(Do you long for the places of your childhood years?)
For the houses and the gardens and the streets?
(For the houses and the gardens and the narrow streets? The streets.)
Does your slumber take you back?
(Does your slumber take you back?)
To that little wooden shack.
(To that little wooden shack. To that special place,)
To the rivers valleys hills and trees.
(To the rivers valleys hills and trees.)

Can you see all the faces of your family?
(Farewell to the green hills we left at the shore.)
Is the cup of your memory still full?
(Farewell to the friendships we will see no more.)
Do the people that you love
(The people who love you)
Feel the forces in their blood?
(The people who care)
As the melancholy magnets pull.
(Shed sad tears.)

Let us not crash like waves on the shore.
Without first breaking on sands of our home.
Let the tears that we have cried
(Let the tears we cried)
Find their way across the tide.
(Flow across the tide.)
To the womb that bred our flesh and our bone.
(To the womb that bred our flesh and bone.)
Let us live our days once more
(Let us live once more)
Far beyond the mighty roar
(Far beyond the roar)
Of the ocean that we crossed from our home.
(Of the ocean that we crossed from home.)

Part 5

Great flames of opportunity weld our future now.
Open out this land. We'll make our way somehow.
Break bonds of insecurity. Loose shackles of our fear.
Woman child and Man, We'll travel far from here.

Sow
We'll sow
Row on row
Our seed will grow
Golden embryos
Our seed will grow
Row on row
We'll sow
Sow!

This wild and great unknown, Our mother shall become.
As generations grow, Under this native sun.
Rich soil and barren sand, bear fruit from all we plant.
Man will share with fellow man,
the bounty of this land.
Man will share with fellow man,
the bounty of this land.