I sent my ship out to sea, to find a world not yet reached, to find a land where all is calm, where the spirits and stories are of old.
I looked to sun, moon, and stars to pull the strings that guide my heart.
But then a stirring in y soul spoke of stories that lay untold to find.
The wind it howled and waves they raged.
I prayed to God I might be saved.
The ship was sinking with my sin.
I came up for breath again and again.

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