From Whence We Came
We're going back from whence we came
Answering her ancient call
It's almost as if she whispers our name
That she knows and owns us all
Salt in the blood still proves the link
Urging hearts to soar, brains to think
Salt in the blood
Salt in the blood
We admire her with breath and ink
We're going back from whence we came
She beckons us there, somehow
Leaving only questions, no trace of blame
Does she wonder at my clammy brow?
Salt in our sweat as we work and play
She watches o'er us night and day
Salt in our sweat
Salt in our sweat
We hear her calling and we obey
We're going back from whence we came
When we sail or watch her wave
She's our greatest mother and a grand old dame
Revered by the shellbacks brave
Salt in our tears when the world gets rough
She's there to listen when life is tough
Salt in our tears
Salt in our tears
Always there, mothering, just enough
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