Arrival - The Privateer

With the frist step on land

The old days have gone

Urges to rest

Growing stronger

But their time hadn’t come

Lorring has started

To take out his sheets

He was planning

To soon make a map

Fatigue driven off

By intentions and deeds

Haunt him along

Until he might collapse

A new day has come

The old stains remains

So faith we had none

That’s up for a change

Our hope will prevail

Which make me believe

That this new born day

Most of us will see

The first thing we needed

Was water for all

Those who where already

Too close to fall

With one ear on the path

We could slightly hear

A mumbling of water

Hopefully near

We have sent everyone

Who could easily walk

Desperatly searching

The spring in the dawn

And Lorring was the one

To retrieve the wet gold

Ironic cause the lad

Couldn’t swim after all

As if the waters

Keep on calling

We shall now

Fade into being one

The urge to leave

Is growing stronger

Want to descent

Not lingering much longer

And I watched my feet

Slowly walking

And I hear myself

Faintly talking

Let loose all your faith

Cause one must obey

One must obey

When thy call his heard

How could you let this fool

Make haste for for the lake

Just a few hours and

We’re fading away

Due to putting our

Moral in dire straits

We now must watch out

So much more the next days

A new day has come

The old stains remains

So faith we had none

That’s up for a change

Our hope will prevail

Which make me believe

That this new born day

Most of us will see