Feeling distant
cast out and alone
Only my hand on the rudder
guiding my ship in stormy waters
Seeking a beacon of light
cutting through the dark fog
Searching for a safe harbor
to rest my aching heart
Feeling distant
cast out and alone
Only my hand on the rudder
guiding my ship in stormy waters
Seeking a beacon of light
cutting through the dark fog
Searching for a safe harbor
to rest my aching heart
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