Thirty-Three, Pt. 1: Departure

Forced out
Emptied
Quiet hands
Quick feet

Lay down
Plans dreams
Fears starve
Hope feeds

Wake up
Sleep breathes
Set sail
Dead seas

Cold hands

Wet feet
Fear starves
Hope feeds

I've always known the world
Was out there
I feel the sun at my feet
But cold are the waves that roll in
Are we floating?

Now you want to pull the weights off
Untied to the sea
The wind blows with howling terror
The sirens warning

Hold on
Dear father and son

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