Where There’s A Will

I was drowning so long

Then I heard of a boat

Then the boat got a hole

So I learned how to float

Then I started to sink

So I learned how to fly

But my wings fell off

And I had to trust the dive

Had to take the ride

Had to compromise

I was gone for weeks

Washed up on the beach

Got on my feet

And walked across the sea

Baby Moses, Noah’s ark

Look into my eyes

And peep the spark

Cloudy days

Never phase me

Cloudy haze

Just in case we

Get way too dark

Where there’s a will

There’s a way

I know it’s cliche

But it all smooths out

At the end of the day

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