A sail boat floating along the sea
With waves of changing blues and greens
All alone he stands aboard
Questioning his life and Lord
A light shines from across the coast
Beckoning him closer like a ghost
His heart weighs heavy on his chest
While his mind is begging for eternal rest
Winds pick up and the clouds turn gray
A raging storm is on its way
A battle filled with saints and sinners
Where only one can be a winner
Dancing closer to the edge with each step
Below awaits an endless depth
Two more steps will mean the end
No cry for help will he be able to send
He looks to the sky above
Dreaming only to join his love
Angry rain falls from the clouds
Thunder roars a little too loud
A gust of wind takes control
Spinning the sails like a fish in a bowl
The only reminder left is his coat
As all alone drifts his boat.
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