Monday, March 3, 2008

The Calling

Looking upon nobility of the sea
Ebbing tide whispers
Follow me…follow me

Life's course has been set for me
Seagulls cry
Break free…break free

Thoughtful now I can't turn to flee
Buoy holds tight
Let me be…let me be

My savior has set me free
Steady pier
Just for me…just for me

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