***A song about the importance of spitting out the black pill and rising to meet and embrace our trying times as a means of evolving.***
Lyrics:
So, you wanted to roam?
But the anchor held within turned you to stone
It won't go away until you learn to shift the tide
Cold, beleaguered sails
Up the mast you climb to face another gale
Determined to find the courage to fortify
Bend the water's will
Opulence defied and now becoming still
To seek out a higher motive
Welcome the maelstrom!
Blood in the bay
Been a long time, been a long time comin'
Ready to sail?
Scan the edge of the world
Darkened banks from depths of fear, how they snarled
We must navigate with heart and what our fathers taught us
Yet we've run aground
Jagged rocks we cling to parry the sound
Now beckon the higher motive
Welcome the maelstrom!
Blood in the bay
Been a long time, been a long time comin'
Ready to sail?
Banshees, emergencies and roving disdain
Grab an oar now, help me out there, brother
Brave another wave!
Welcome the maelstrom!
Blood in the bay
Been a long time, been a long time comin'
Ready to sail?
Banshees, emergencies and roving disdain
Grab an oar now, help me out there, brother
Brave another wave!
Crawl from rock to shore
Small relief will find you waiting once more
Bury the dead and commence to heal flagging spirits
Warm you heart at the fire
Hurry now, you can't afford to retire
For this is the chance, the moment you've suffered for
In the raft you will go
Greater heights to reach, but first you must row
And harness the higher motive
Row all night
Row until you kiss morning light (might of)
Row all night
Row until you kiss morning light (might of)
Row all night
Row until you kiss morning light (might of)
Row all night
Row until you kiss morning light (might of)
Row all night
Row until you kiss morning light (might of)
Lyrics/Vocals: Goys of Summer
All Instruments: "B"
Art: Jack (www.instagram.com/for_jacks_drawings/?hl=en)
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