but the night won’t last forever
Soon you’ll make it out alive
For we can wether the weather together
How the wind blows some times
but you’re not in this endeavor alone
If it makes you better
May the worst storms come to you, my friend
May you fight until you win; but may you suffer
If it makes you better
May the waves that drown the weaker men
Come and visit you again
In the dark you’re nearly blind
and your war-torn faith is severed
as the towering seas arise
To beak apart the hopes you tethered
When it feels it’s suicide
To navigate the howling weather alone
You’re never alone
If the storms seem too wild
for your sails all worn and battered
And the shore line where you hide
Is now lost and the wind has scattered
all the sure things you’d compiled
In the wreckage, torn and tattered apart
Never lose heart
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