i've been wrapped up in a storm, overwelmed and weary
the waves have been violently alive and in a war against me
i struggle to break the glass-like surface, so i can get to you
because drowning in this sea is not an option-- i will make it through
the night has been long and the moon my only companion
i've become so alone that lonliness is no longer a simple emotion
i pray for the sun to break the horizon and spill its rays upon the darkness
because sulking in the corners of night is not a solution-- i will make it across
as the rain falls down upon the sea i float bravely upon
i will take it as a sign, saying, "its okay to move on... "