I know you feel lost and adrift with the fall and the lift
of the waves I see washing the shore,
and you captain your boat and you're staying afloat
but there's something inside that wants more.
There's salt taste on your lips from the rough water mist
or the tears that you secretly cry,
and you forge on alone, stern, cold to the bone,
while we stand on the rocks and ask why.
Why don't you come aground?
This harbour's quiet and sound.
Please turn your vessel around
and come home.
Is your compass not right? Have your feared into flight
from the notion that all you have known
will be all that will be lest you take to the sea
and to sail upon her alone?
I will captain a ship and brave breaker and dip,
race to, and pull up beside.
I will throw you a rope, I will not give up hope,
and so bound our boats better the tide.
So why don't you come aground?
This harbour's quiet and sound.
Please turn your vessel around
and come home.
Come home where there's work to do.
So much has already been done.
The shutters are mended, the garden's been tended
and blessed by the rain and the sun.
The growing's begun.
So why don't you come aground?
This harbour's quiet and sound.
Please turn your vessel around
and come home.
Come home.
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Kevin Hamilton
May 10, 2010
You are so talented Kevin! Wow, what a song!
PaulaDBrake 1 year ago
Beautiful Kevin - as always!
marykeefe 1 year ago