If knowledge is power
The power is gone
Things we knew are now proven wrong
Surprises have come and surprises have passed
Without emotion for this I lack
I dream of on day seeing the ships in the far
White sails full of hope and yet unmarred
The world we know is not the world that's real
Covered with lairs and beggars who steal
So come with me and drift away
Over the white caps  to a place we can stay.