Wreckage to Freedom
Like so many many times before
I saw my ship come sailing in
Halfway to my dock of dreams
To the bottom it sank again.
I thought the sails were glistening
I thought the winds blew right
But when my expectations rose
It sank into the night
The ships have sunk so often times
They stick up from the sea
Rising up to meet the air
And make a path for me.
I'm walking upon the wreckage to freedom
On a path laid down for me.
I'm walking upon the wreckage to freedom
To find what I can see.
And there she is, my ship of dreams
All glistening true and right
I climb aboard, the winds all rise
And I sail out of the night.
