Please say a little prayer for me.
As we’re at the mercy of the sea.
The waves are high, water ice cold.
Side to side this boat has rolled.
Children to parents cling on tight.
Think of them and of their plight.
Our boat is fighting wave after wave.
But I look about and faces are brave.
The winter sky is starless and black.
The point of no return, no turning back.
It’s out of our hands, a risk we’ll take.
We pray this crossing we’ll safely make.
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