Lost at sea
On Sunday
The sun shines
But this does not save us
We are still lost
Even though the captain
Know where we
are going
Not needing the stars
For navigation
But wise advise
A Place To Rest The Mind
A Place To Rest The Mind
Lost at sea
On Sunday
The sun shines
But this does not save us
We are still lost
Even though the captain
Know where we
are going
Not needing the stars
For navigation
But wise advise
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