Dead Man's Gold

On the day that we set sail
Sun rose on a shiny sea
Spray fell in a misty veil
And we were free
We heard tales in the taverns
We heard the legends told
Of one man's buried treasure
Stories of dead man's gold
For three months we had sailed
On rough and stormy seas
Heading for an inland cove
To find our destinies
And the voyage we all remembered
All the stories we'd been told
Of one man's buried treasure
Stories of dead man's gold
When we saw the headlands rising
Through skies and pure white sands
With our wars held in our hearts
And our maps held in our hands
To the dreams that all had shattered
We believed the lies of old
Said the whole land's just a fable
Ghosts of dead man's gold