Sailing to Private Shores

We are on a riverboat of time in an ocean like odyssey

And some of our most valuable notes are sailing to private shores

Yet it seems that the pieces of time have gathered wider oceans

I cannot adequately find the words to reach your isolated island

I look for a sandman to wake you up from your sleeping dream

My tears fall into the nocturnal sea as it compassionately waves

I hear your voice calling for me from the distant sanctuary 

I make my way to you with both of my hands on the paddle wheel