A song.

Into sheets of glass
Our ripples cast
Through our lives
Weeks go past
Sails full mast
Become years

Worth a 21 gun salute
Worth a 21 gun salute

Hearts of stone
Flesh and bone
They’re weak
Grab the tiller
Life’s not filler
For the meek

Worth a 21 gun salute
Worth a 21 gun salute

Two hearts, one song
True love sails on

Tides come, tides go
In our time
But each wave, we’ll save
If you’re mine

Worth a 21 gun salute
Worth a 21 gun salute