There Is A Treason At Sea - DC Talk

Only the tip of a sunrise visible

Like the morning light in a little girl’s eyes

I crave this freedom

I find it only in this little ship

Just my soul and this bread and buttler

I am comfortable

But there is a treason at sea

Is it me?

It is a wonder, supernatural cover of war

The dark ones who eternal in damnation grow

Set about me now

How they whine and crow

I am solo

In this world of wet

And bittler is my temperament

I close the door to sentiment

And I relish all my youth

I realize that I am doomed

Fear of love and fear of you

But you give me the keys to paradise

It is you who sympathize

You and your perfection grow

I am cradled in your ocean’s throw

I crave your freedom in this little ship

For you alone can chart my trip

And like these waves I lose my grip

And I sink into your arms