We drift in and out of our safe sea
We've lost our direction
Don't know where we're supposed to be.
The seas are rough, the waters full of debris
We can't make up our minds
Don't know if we should set each other free.
Our rudder has gone missing
Our anchor has been lost and we can't find it
Don't know how we can keep this ship from listing.
Our seas are churning and the waves are torn
Our time together has come to an end
Don't know how we sailed past the eye of a storm.
We only know that we are drifting further away
We are far from the shoreline and lost at sea
Hope we don't sink but don't think we'll reach the bay.
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DRIFTING INTO THE STORM
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