To Prove A Point

You took this trip to prove a kind of point;
And now between the water and the sky,
You feel the wind and spray your head anoint
And know your future’s not in times gone by,

But in the world your industry can build –
In what a heart of love can find to do –
There is a purpose waiting to be filled,
And you need only time, and luck, and you.

So much for words that meant to hold you down,
So much for looks that meant to disapprove –
There are no voices left, no one around,
Just air to breathe and waves and wind to move —

To run, to play, to laugh, to float or swim —
It’s all about you now, you’re done with him

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