Crying back to consciousness

The coldness grips my skin

The sky is pitching violently

Drawn by shrieking winds

Seaspray blurs my vision

Waves roll by so fast

Save my ship of freedom

I'm lashed helpless to the mast

Remembering when first I held

The wheel in my own hands

I took the helm so eagerly

And sailed for distant lands

But now the sea's too heavy

And I just...I just don't understand

Why must my crew desert me?

When I need...I need a guiding hand...

Call out for direction

And there's no one there to steer

Shout out for salvation

But there's no one there to hear

Cry out supplication

For the maelstrom is near

Scream out desperation

But no one cares to hear