Из альбома: Rise From the Ashes
In this boat of wood out on the ocean
Not many keepsakes do I have
No souvenirs of your devotion
Just a salt-stained photograph
Shine a light in your window tonight
Burn it brightly for me
For these are dark, uncharted waters
With no mercy on a sailor lost at sea
The harbor from view is hidden
And though I've done all within my power
Old fears come back unbidden
To haunt my every hour
Sometimes the waves seem to whisper
Come to us - We bring you peace
But your sweet face I remember
Then and only then their voices cease