Theyre seriously saying its prolonging me life,
If Ill only submit to the surgical knife?
But what are the odds on a month or a week?
When the betting shops closing its doors, so to speak.
When youre tied to a pump and a breathing machine,
With their X-rays and probes and their monitor screens,
And theyll wake ye up hungry, saying How do ye feel?
And then youre stuffed full of pills and a barium meal.
Prolonging me life? Now thats some kind of joke!
Id be laughing me head off and Id probably choke.
The spirits still willing but the rest of mes weak,
Now the bets are all off and the prospects look bleak,
When youre laid like a piece of old meat on the slab,
And theyll cut and theyll slice, and theyll poke and theyll jab,
And theyll grill ye and burn ye, and theyll wish ye good health,
With their radium, chemo and God knows what else?
Well ye cant fault the science, though the logic is weak,
Is it really an eternal life we should seek?
That ship has sailed,
That ship has sailed,
That ship has already sailed... so to speak.
Our mission is more than a struggle for breath,
For a few extra rounds in a fight to the death.
When our mission is love, and compassion and grace,
Its not a test of endurance, or a marathon race.
For love is the sabre, and love is the shield,
Love is the only true power we wield,
An eternal love is all ye should seek,
That ship will be ready to sail... so to speak.
I hear what youre saying cos Ive heard it before,
But Im afraid if I let what is past through my door,
How long would he stay, a month or a week,
When that ship has already sailed, so to speak?
Should I settle for something thats safe on this Earth?
What would it profit me, what is it worth?
If I lose something precious, completely unique?
When its only eternitys love we should seek
For when that ship sails, and the course has been set,
And the winds in the offing and the sails have been let,
And the hatches are full, and the hull doesnt leak,
And the ship is all ready to sail... so to speak.
Im tired and fading and losing the light,
And Ive no way to tell if its day or its night
Follow your heart, its the harbour ye seek
And this ship is ready to sail,
This ship is ready to sail
This ship is ready to sail... so to speak.