Set a course for the stars... Farewell, my friends, Taking leave of England Headed due south; Experimental gentlemen. On the high seas Clear the distance Chase the moon Across the sky; experimental gentlemen. At the ends of the Earth seeking landfall The observers and collectors making order of the world. At the masthead, Crow's nest, Spyglass in hand; experimental gentlemen. Listen out for The sound of the waves breaking on a distant shore At the edge of the known world. Dare to know, Set a course for the stars, men of reason Making sense of the world and the wonder of it all. Dare to know The wonder of it all.