On an unpaved weather-worn highway You walk with a staff in your hand In the distance you see a boat fighting The waves by the coastland You see that the boat is fighting Weary and worn by the swell Straying off course in the chaos Feeble little shell
The clouds are swiftly sailing by The ocean blares a battle cry The sky is painted gray today
You find it so hard to think of A friend in a state of dismay When you cannot reach out and help them To find a better way But by looking a little bit closer Now, I can see what is true That the waves are the struggles of living And the boat is you
The clouds are swiftly sailing by The ocean blares a battle cry The sky is painted gray today The clouds are swiftly sailing by The ocean blares a battle cry The world is painted gray todayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
