22:09, mar. 5th (the calm before)

The oceans wait, they wait for you To illuminate their darkest blue The waves they call, call out to you They head to shore, like so few do If this storm lasts through till dawn, this hull won't hold Keep your eyes on your lighthouse on the horizon Your white and gold The clouds they wait, they wait to fade Precipitate without your grace The stars they hide, they hide from you But in your light, they shine anew If this storm lasts through till dawn, this hull won't hold Keep your eyes on your lighthouse on the horizon Your white and gold