Last Boat To Freedom

I couldn't wait to leave that building and stand under the sky
I watch the clouds go by from a skylight

I watch the sun as it freckles the skin of travelers, and
Here I turn another shade of white

I wonder when the day will come
I wonder what it looks like
Will I falter when it looks me in the eye?
Oh, oh, oh

I watch the tug boats as they tear a seam down the river
And the passengers stare at the white lines

I look down the highway, I used to see headlights
But now, it's staring back at me with red eyes

I wonder when the day will come
I wonder what it looks like
Will I falter when it looks me in the eye?
I wonder when the day will come
Will it tell me when it arrives?

The last boat to freedom has a long line
The last boat to freedom has a long line
The last boat to freedom has a long line

Oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh

The last boat to freedom has a long line
The last boat to freedom has a long line
The last boat to freedom has a long!

The parkway blossom trees make every color look dimmer
But they're cursed to look like creatures in the moonlight



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Writer(s): Madison Cunningham
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