Maritime
Now all the maps are gone
I am the sailor who sings a new song
I am pulling up the anchor
I am unfurling the sail
I am the only hand on deck
But I know a wind that will prevail
I have a guiding star to navigate
For a horizon through a sound
For here is my destination
That I have already found
High above me, a new heaven
Way down below, a new hell
The crossing of the two is something I dispel
Streaming clouds scatter crystals in the sun
It means little to me that I am not the only one
My determination and resolve is for all to see
To follow in my wake
To liberate and be free
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