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.