SONG FOR THE WILLING
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Invited by the gale
The sea goes on forever
You should open your sails
Carry my song
We’ll talk of tomorrow
It won’t be too long
Hope can be filling
And mountains can fall
If you are willing
And standing as tall
There’s no shadow hanging over me now
There’s a surge in the wandering tide
There’s a world outside
That spins on its own
Call to the sun
An ode to the morning
There’s battles to be won
Our eyes full of sleep
The colors of the ocean
So cool and so deep
There’s no sense in crying
For what has been split
Have no fear of dying
Someday you will
ROSIE
Meet me out where summer ends
The leaves they were falling when I found you
You flew so long, that when you came down
The sky never bothered to announce you
You spent ten thousand miles on the run
And the radio whined for each one
Rosie, I am not like you
There’s a part of me that can’t stand it in this place
Rosie, half of what I do
Is like a big long list of why I ought to stay
All the time
When time runs out
I think only of the power that surrounds you
The day is done
The lights go out
You reach out into the emptiness around you
I HOPE THIS HELPS
You were wounded in battle
You’ve been talking in rhyme
You found patience in waiting
For some call or for some sign
Someday you’ll rise
The ice will melt
You’ll peak and you’ll smile
At the hand that you’re dealt
That day will come
You’ll see for yourself
For now I hope this helps
You were stranded in trouble
You were lost and confined
You were watching for someone
To turn back the hands of time