Lay down
  your sweet and weary head
  Night is falling,
  you have come to journey's end.
  Sleep now,
  and dream of the ones who came before.
  They are calling
  from across the distant shore.
  
  Why do you weep?
  What are these tears upon your face?
  Soon you will see
  all of your fears will pass away,
  safe in my arms
  you're only sleeping.
  
  What can you see
  on the horizon?
  Why do the white gulls call?
  Across the sea
  a pale moon rises --
  The ships have come to carry you home.
  
  And all will turn
  to silver glass
  A light on the water
  All souls pass.
  
  Hope fades
  into the world of night
  through shadows falling
  out of memory and time.
  Don't say,
  "We have come now to the end."
  White shores are calling
  you and I will meet again.
  
  And you'll be here in my arms
  Just sleeping.
  
  What can can you see
  on the horizon?
  Why do the white gulls call?
  Across the sea
  a pale moon rises --
  The ships have come to carry you home.
  
  And all will turn
  to silver glass
  A light on the water
  Grey ships pass
  Into the west.