On A Sea Of Grass - Night Lyrics - Manticora

["infinitely picturesque"] 

Night fell upon the pilgrims 

While sailing on the sea of grass 

Through the infinite horizon 

The wooden ship sails by the wind to the pass 

They'll journey on awaiting doom 

Talling their stories in the gloom 

Disrupted by his baby's crirs 

...panting 

The old jew carries on 

...telling