A Tale of Rescue
A Tale of Rescue: Embracing Love, Doubt, and the Wind's Journey
Lyrics
I am stranded on a beach
I find myself stranded on a familiar beach.
That I've always known
This beach is one I've always known or been familiar with.
I have fallen in love with this curse
I've developed a deep emotional connection with a challenging situation or condition, referring to it as a curse.
Though I know it's not home
Despite recognizing that this place is not my true home, I have an affection for it.
So I call out for rescue
I reach out for help, and I exert significant effort.
And I work down to bone
I work tirelessly, perhaps physically and mentally draining myself.
Just searching for something - no
I'm searching for something specific, anything that can help me return home.
Anything - to get me back home
The desperation to find a way back home is intense.
I am doubtful of a sail
I am skeptical about the possibility of a sail assisting me.
That could capture the wind
A sail that could harness the power of the wind is in doubt.
But I am speechless! The boat is open
Unexpectedly, the boat is open and welcoming for doubters like me.
To let a doubter step in
Even though I doubt, I can step into the boat without words.
Now the sail is my rescue
The sail becomes my means of rescue.
And I rest down below
I find solace below the sail.
Wind so strong it could kill me
The wind, though powerful enough to be dangerous, becomes the force that guides me home.
But it carries me home
The wind, despite its strength, is instrumental in leading me back home.
I am buried on the beach where I first began
I am metaphorically buried in the place where my journey started.
I live by the water that soon
I reside near the water, anticipating the tide that will wash over the sand.
Will wash over the sand
The imminent change represented by the incoming tide.
The sail is my rescue, and I rest down below
Reiteration that the sail is the source of rescue, providing rest beneath it.
Wind so strong it could kill me
The wind, formidable enough to pose a threat, continues to carry me homeward.
But it carries me home
Despite its potential danger, the wind becomes the means by which I am brought back home.
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