Privilege of Birthright

I took what was handed to me and I always held it dear. No way to rest or ease my mind= This burden was given oh so freely to me; As if I would find some solace there. So let us meet now at the end of these sands And there we will desecrate what gifts he gave. Thinking there was some birthright to the privilege The ethereal joy of being held by the Father. Tell me now if you will not unite If you cannot commit yourself to our fight. I expected only some of what you did to me And you did not expect me to leave the child here. Into the water and out to sea.