Midway upon the journey of my life I found myself lost For the straightforward path had been abandoned So full was I of slumber at the moment I had relinquised the true way I'm confused I don't recognize this place Sounds of waves striking wood had awaken me I smell the sent of damp lumber, sweat and the ocean I distinguish sails lashed by the wind, and feel a cold sting on my skin I was lying on the deck of a hefty ship A place savage, rough, and stern with men shouting in every direction All seemed to be afraid of something As my awareness became full the men's cries started to make sense The stormcoulds were approaching I'm now standing here calm and still without fear Ready to face the threat The storm is comingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
