Big dreams speak to the silence I hear calling my name
A whisper of something to live for as my head hangs low
Crawling through darkness on a boat that can't find the harbor
The waves carry me out with the tide and throw me into the bay
The windless passage captivates everything that's wrong on a deserted island forever gone
Lost and found or maybe just lost, sending out an s.o.s. but no one knows your gone
The waters have left me battered and as good as dead
But...
I'm
Still
Breathing
I will rise on the tip of a tidal wave and soar flawlessly with the seagulls among the Baby Blue Sky's
The clouds my pillow and the stars my light, the rain my cleansing, and the thunder my might