He's Hear
The shadows are pleading
That come from the sky
The sun is not shining
The clouds start to cry
The ocean is growling
Something's amiss
When the wind started blowing
It's powerful kiss
I'm in the drink
Surrounded by fear
Shouting for GOD
Hoping he'll hear
Backed in a corner
A jam,now I'm spun
If he does'nt hear me
I'll start calling his son
Then on the horizon
It started to pear
Land up ahead
And a voice I could hear
I heard you the first time
And the the second one
Even when you started....callin my son
The very next time you get in a jam
I'll always be hear....you know who I am
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