Heart At Bay
There goes the sail
Free drifting
Floating through the vale
Impenetrable clouds they form
A cynical tale
Life, free but a ceaseless storm
No but i shall prevail
Unsteady waters worn
Lord; won't you direct my ship
Inhabit the vessel forlorn
Vulnerable in open bay
Blind navigation through foggy mist
I cannot see nothing but gray
Praying troubles of haze will lift
In my battered ship, lord i ask you to stay
And at your merciful kiss
Turbulent waves beneath flutter away
Still waters amongst, i gracefully drift
And erratic billows in my heart, now allay
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