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The Ocean Of Broken Dreams
Why set my charts By shimmering stars of a night sky? Would it not be best to remain Tied to these docks, Than set sail again And have every dream lost, Torn to pieces at their seams By hidden reefs and rocks, Forever lost on the Ocean Of Broken Dreams? Fortified with faith, perhaps I should be, And from the harbor, let my dreams sail free, Manned by an ever optimistic crew, Giving them a chance to finally come true. Then there won't be that sound, The crack of broken beams, And no dying screams. None will perish, but in victory Traverse that Ocean Of Broken Dreams. |