Oh the time will come up When the winds will stop And the breeze will cease to be abreathin Like the stillness in the wind Before the hurricane begins The hour when the ship comes in And the sea will split And the ship will hit And the shoreline sands will be ashakin And the tide will sound And the waves will pound And the morning will be breakin Oh the fishes will laugh As they swim out of the path And the seagulls will be asmilin And the rocks on the sand Will proudly stand The hour that the ship comes in And the words that are used For to get the ship confused Will not be understood as theyre spoken For the chains of the sea Will have busted in the night And be buried at the bottom of the ocean A song will lift, As the mainsail shifts And the boat drifts out to the shoreline And the sun will respect Every face on the deck The hour that the ship comes in And the sands will roll Out a carpet of gold For your weary toes to be atouchin And the ships wise men Will remind you once again That the whole wide world is watchin Oh the foe will rise With the sleep still in their eyes And theyll jerk from their beds and think theyre dreamin And theyll pinch themselves and squeal And theyll know that its for real The hour when the ship comes in And theyll raise their hands Sayin Well meet all your demands And well shout from the bow Your days are numbered And like the pharoahs triumph Theyll be drownded in the tide Like Goliath theyll be conquered
Posted on: Sat, 27 Sep 2014 06:50:44 +0000
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