We're all little boats
Sailing across the sea
All trying to devote
Ourselves to something out of reach

Some are brave enough
To go in different directions
Others find the ways to tough
So just follow for protection

If a storm should soon arise
Tell me, where would you go
Not everybody lives, but everybody dies
Tell me, who's to know

What the tide may bring
What's in store for the weather
Ordinary man or a king
We're all just the same
No worse, no better

There's anchors in the ground
Some we didn't choose to drop
But still they hold us down,
Force it all to come to a stop,

It's in the hands of the ocean
Whether we get a second go
Sailing through the way we've chosen
The way we've decided on
Long ago

If a storm should soon arise
Tell me, where would you go
Not everybody lives, but everybody dies
Tell me, who's to know

What the tide may bring
What's in store for the weather
Ordinary man or a king
We're all just the same
No worse, no better

So when tomorrow's sun comes around
Will you rise or drown, even if
The anchors fall to the ground
Again

If a storm should soon arise
Tell me, where would you go
Not everybody lives, but everybody dies
Tell me, who's to know

What the tide may bring
What's in store for the weather
Ordinary man or a king
We're all just the same
No worse, no better

We're all little boats
Sailing across the sea
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