Lyrics Steve Hackett

Steve Hackett

Between the Sunset and the Coconut Palms

Listen for the boatman's call

We're casting off as evening falls

Creeping through the harbour lights

Entering the night

Tattered posters on the pier

With laughing clowns and cavaliers

Faded smiles that drift away

And never shed a tear

We're heading out of sight

Beyond the walls of wrong and right

Desperate dreamers on the seas

Renegades and refugees

The whistling wind the rising swell

We heard six bells and all was well

Accordions sway beneath the lamps

Drunk on contraband

A cosy magic eiderdown

We can't wake up we've run aground

Unchartered lands we're lost at sea

Washed up and cast away

We're heading out of sight

Beyond the walls of wrong and right

Desperate dreamers on the seas

Renegades and refugees