As I set sail some starlit night
            Upon a storm tossed sea,
I think of loved ones left ashore
            And what they mean to me.

And as I brace against the breeze
            And taste that salt sea air,
I grasp the rail and bow my head
            And offer up this prayer.

Oh Lord, I ask that on this trip
            We have fair wind and tide,
And if we have rough sailing, Lord,
            You’ll be there by my side.

But if I never take a step
            Again on solid ground,
I’ll be content to cast my lines
            From Earth and be Starbound.