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Just me
Just me and my past,
a lonely ship with a broken mast,
captain to crew of one,
on the horizon there is none.
Life is rough, so is the sea,
waves are high, the gales rage,
clouds are dark, with yellow sparks,
my ship is going to his sea ark.
Waves ram on the ships sides,
cannons unbide and start to slide,
lightning strikes captains room,
fire starts to consume.
With clouds comes lightning and rain,
and all that fire starts to vain,
even though it has stopped,
my ship has suffered a lot.
Go with the ship, or head to lifeboat,
i break the captains sacred oath,
rather alive, than dead,
rather to be above my sea bed.
After the storm, there is struggle,
to get ashore in one bundle,
lifeboat without a scull,
it's really hard one to pull.
After that torture, I see the shore,
dark thoughts are no more,
chance for better life is at hand,
I won't just stand.
a lonely ship with a broken mast,
captain to crew of one,
on the horizon there is none.
Life is rough, so is the sea,
waves are high, the gales rage,
clouds are dark, with yellow sparks,
my ship is going to his sea ark.
Waves ram on the ships sides,
cannons unbide and start to slide,
lightning strikes captains room,
fire starts to consume.
With clouds comes lightning and rain,
and all that fire starts to vain,
even though it has stopped,
my ship has suffered a lot.
Go with the ship, or head to lifeboat,
i break the captains sacred oath,
rather alive, than dead,
rather to be above my sea bed.
After the storm, there is struggle,
to get ashore in one bundle,
lifeboat without a scull,
it's really hard one to pull.
After that torture, I see the shore,
dark thoughts are no more,
chance for better life is at hand,
I won't just stand.
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