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The winds, the winds How busy they were Rushing through the port Dancing with yachts everywhere Excited for the journey Did my sail stretch its way “Ahoy, good people” I’ll be gone today Dear maps, dear compass Which direction shall I sail? Too many places I’ve lived I wish I could find a destined trail The place I belong Where might it be? Unsure to decide The nation staying with me Sailing the oceans Helped me carry on Living my life On no-man’s-land I was drawn Searching and searching Bound to find The frustration and anger Forcing life behind A voice within Oh sailor let it be Wherever you go You’ll be merry For only you Will master your speech Alone your beliefs Being the anthem you’ll preach The pulsing city Your mind will be The body will define Your vast country The charm of a sailor Your culture will respect Along the hoisted flag With the nature you project The high ruling judge You are in your court Living history reads The knowledge you support For the way you are So is your realm A world where you rule And you’ll feel at home So carry me waters Where it pleases the winds For at home I am And a new journey begins
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Sep 8, 2017
Sep 8, 2017 at 10:08 AM UTC
The Sailor’s Realm
The winds, the winds How busy they were Rushing through the port Dancing with yachts everywhere Excited for the journey Did my sail stretch its way “Ahoy, good people” I’ll be gone today Dear maps, dear compass Which direction shall I sail? Too many places I’ve lived I wish I could find a destined trail The place I belong Where might it be? Unsure to decide The nation staying with me Sailing the oceans Helped me carry on Living my life On no-man’s-land I was drawn Searching and searching Bound to find The frustration and anger Forcing life behind A voice within Oh sailor let it be Wherever you go You’ll be merry For only you Will master your speech Alone your beliefs Being the anthem you’ll preach The pulsing city Your mind will be The body will define Your vast country The charm of a sailor Your culture will respect Along the hoisted flag With the nature you project The high ruling judge You are in your court Living history reads The knowledge you support For the way you are So is your realm A world where you rule And you’ll feel at home So carry me waters Where it pleases the winds For at home I am And a new journey begins
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Sep 8, 2017
Sep 8, 2017 at 10:08 AM UTC
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