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The sky starts to open for the first time in days
The boat has stopped rocking, and I see how far I've drifted away
It's been years I've been out here without a compass in my hand
I'm not sure when I last saw the shore land

I've served those who don't wait, as I've waited to be served
I've begged when I've had nothing, I thought there was something I deserved
I've dreamt tomorrow would be the present, a gift of a nostalgic past
But when I woke I realized that could never last

So now I'm here with no one near
Without a rudder to help me stear
Maybe your winds could bring me back from these surrounding blues
And I'd find you at the shore, and you wouldn't say anything more
Than I'm not sure what you saw, but i'd be happy to see you

I've searched for while I was driving on the cement serpent's back
But it's winding yellow scales guided me far off track
I've searched for you inside of a bottle, I tried to drink myself out
But when I hit the bottom I was drier than a drought

So now I'm here with no one near
Without a rudder to help me stear
Maybe your winds could bring me back from these surrounding blues
And I'd find you at the shore, and you wouldn't say anything more
Than I'm not sure what you saw, but i'd be happy to see you