John Coffey I, In The Year 18
So I set up my guns in position
And make way to fire through the worst of conditions
After many a months in the year 18, I set my sails in a sudden rage
I was caught in the glaze of the moon
But where did it all lead to? And when is the time that it breaks through?
Now bear with me the sudden weight of a body
And to be pulled down by gravity
I'm not free, as white waves are foaming all around me
Inevitability is pretty clear
But still after so many years it's something
That I don't completely understand
Horror upon horror the ship is quivering, and oh my God it's going down!
And after all that was said and done, I was gone in a haze
It felt just like I was floating out of a maze
I wish i could tell you all about the glory
The beauty and the marvel unseen
Oh deepest, deepest mysteries of all
Inevitability is pretty clear
But still after so many years it's something
That I don't completely understand
A cut down in the open flood and the ark was on its way
A cut down in the open flood and all that I could say
Believe me and see it!
Closed in a bottle, I will cast the MS to be found within the sea
