6. Cape Horn
Musique: Frank Peterson, Wehr

« It was like riding a cork over a waterfall, sir, and wind is not the name for what blows in your face, it's something made of iron, swings at you from the west, never changing day in and day out, with seas as high as the neigh-mast. We had life-lines rigged everywhere, sir, and there were still sixteen men washed overboard.»
      «Cold?»
      «Three men froze in the yards, frozen stiff, sir. Couldn't get them down without cutting their fingers loose from the shrouds. I was lucky...»

7. A Salty Dog
Paroles: Reid
Musique: Brooker

All hands on deck
We've run afloat
I heard the captain cry
Explore the ship
Replace the cook
Let no one leave alive
Across the straits
Around the horn
How far can sailors fly
A twisted path
Our tortured course
And no one left alive

We sailed for parts
Unknown to man
Where ships come home to die
No lofty peak
Nor fortress hold
Could match our captain's eye

Upon the seventh sea sick day
We made our port of call
A sand so white
And seas so blue
No mortal place at all

We fired the gun
And burned the mast
And rowed from ship to shore
The captain cried
We sailors wept
Our tears were tears of joy
How many moons
And many Junes
Have passed since we made land
A salty dog
The seaman's log
Your witness, my own hand

Album: Dive (1993).

Source des paroles: livret du disque. Merci à Jos Van Geffen pour les paroles de Cape Horn.