By Andrew R. Duckworth

Sailing on that sea of wonder and wander
Across the deep blue way out yonder
With a sail in tatters but a soul intact.
Damn, how you push to make the dream work!
Barefoot across those desert sands
Off in strange and distant lands
With a bottle empty but a heart that’s stacked.
Damn, how you push to make the dream work!
A voice that’s dampened under the weight of the many,
Searching for support because you don’t have any,
But a heart that’s stacked and a soul intact,
Damn, how you push to make the dream work!