Ohne Ende

The walls are thick
The build is right
The castle is strong
It'll hold the night

It's not what you asked for
It's not what you need
It's not what you wanted 
but please

The ship is sailing
into the northern wind
Behind us, trailing with a mischievous grin
Your hopes, your fears, your wondering
All bundled together
Asking "Can we have a moment of your time?"
(please please please)

Is that what it looks like?
It that what it seems?
On the horizon your myriad dreams
You lean forward, inch closer
Hand on the bow
And shout out with an elated please
(please please please)

But the current is strong
The seas are rough
You could push on forward
But enough is enough
The endless ocean
Has swallowed you whole
and spat you out with a merciful "please"
(please please please!)

And the saddest thing
That you ever heard
(It wasn't a song or some meaningful words)
It was the look in your eyes
staring back at you from the mirror
As you issued a quiet and whispered please

But there's always tomorrow
(that's what they always say)
And you know they're right
(in almost every way)
Yeah, sure you've lost the battle
But you'll be damned if you'll lose the war
And you sure as hell won't be asking please
(please please please)

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The Sea: its stirring story of adventure, peril & heroism.