A Light that lies over oceans blue
Where all ships will one day find,
Through the roughs and calms in blue-green hue,
And out of the toughest binds.
Life is nothing but a docked sailboat
That sits and waits to catch wind
Devil’s waters are something to note
They keep crews busy with sin
Yet the Light tests will to conquer life
To repent or follow in Hate
To Prevail against your future strife
‘tis the Key to Golden Gate
Where all ships will one day find,
Through the roughs and calms in blue-green hue,
And out of the toughest binds.
Life is nothing but a docked sailboat
That sits and waits to catch wind
Devil’s waters are something to note
They keep crews busy with sin
Yet the Light tests will to conquer life
To repent or follow in Hate
To Prevail against your future strife
‘tis the Key to Golden Gate
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