Crosby Stills Nash - Southern Cross

Got out of town on a boat goin’ to Southern islands Sailing a reach before a followin’ sea She was makin’ for the trades on the outside And the downhill run to Papeete Off the wind on this heading lie the Marquesas We got eighty feet of the waterline nicely making way In a noisy bar in Avalon I tried to call you But on a midnight watch I realized why twice you ran away Think about Think about how many times I have fallen Spirits are using me larger voices callin’ What Heaven brought you and m