Wino -Adrift-
"To dream believe on the black churning sea
where the sun hides and winter winds wail.
The perfect ship,
fully equipped with everything but the sails.
I worshipped the strong,
power of song
the lifestyle demanded I choose.
I excepted the quest
climbed to the crest and from
the top I saw you.
I thought that I had
a license to fly
shook his hand and looked in his eye.
To my dismay I was betrayed
and my fortune has turned into lies.
To dream believe is harder it seems
wisdom of age as a tool
but what I wouldn’t trade one single day
because of the storm I found you.
To dream believe on the midsummer sea
adrift where the summer lights beams,
the morning dawns
the mast it stands strong
and the sails are spun from
our dreams"
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