Caravel

Crash against wave upon wave, whoa-oh In strange horizons, ooh Heel to the mist and the wind, yeah-yeah You make the movement, ooh Whoa, as you can tell This was the age of the caravel Whoa, as you can tell These are the times you'll remember well Sail to the end of the world, whoa-oh For death or glory, ooh Bow with your face to the sky, yeah-yeah We are the movement, ooh Whoa, as you can tell This was the age of the caravel Whoa, as you can tell These are times you'll remember well