Freedom is a distant dream
In every wave it can be seen
In every wave that hits the shore
You are mine and I am yours
And in every wave I see
The rise and fall
In every wave of yours or mine
The crests that lift or break in line
The Armies come along
To save the people
And the boats they drift on waters calm
The sands they shift in the ocean's arms
And the people stand on the beach hoping
Hoping that every wave won't be the last
That the tide will return, like memories past
And every wave will bring from them a prayer
Singing hold on, singing hang on
Singing help us, singing save our souls
And the SOS is written in the sands
So it may be seen by ships that stand
Way out in the far reaching horizon
And every wave that breaks the line
That comes in rolling on the rocks of lime
Will tell them they are not alone, but time
Time alone will save them
As the clocks that tick their seconds past
And the sands which fall through the glass
The people know that the sea is ageless
But its waves are wrinkles from the moon
And on the sea's face time stretches and moves
And soon, oh soon there will be an answer
And time's lips which are now pursed
Will open up and and speak their first
That every wave that was sent was a messenger
And the message had no bottle fit, to carry its words
Of sand and grit, but hold on tight and do not quit
For in the end there will be a ship
With an answer
With a rescue
But we must wait, we must wait
For it
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