Don't Give Up (Breathe First Lose Later)

Surprising enough
I'm wakin up to the sound of water
Porlin heavely, to the motion of my time
Is it Sunday, what day?
I Hear a new Idea's in order
Small, big planks & tools
From ark of Joan? That saves the day

Breathe first, lose later
Dont let go, climbin down the ladder
Of lonesome ways
While still holdin on. X2

Todays letter to the editor
Sayin something about how
Angry complainin makes life better?
So set me free, must set out to Sea
Slowly turned into an island survivey oh yeah
As life goes on, at Bermuda pace
Still there's time my friend, to change the way
Whatever rows your boat is Gold.
Whatever rows your boat is Gold.

Though I can't figure out
To find the order
After all
Trust in all
The way
Embrace the change
My dear Good Red
Hard work
God's grace, I find

Hard work
God's grace, I find
That tides has finally turned
The moon's shinin bright, as it comes to light, are you ready?
Track, lost my time?
This boat has Almost Built itself
And my longin still unfolds...

How long it takes, doesn't matter
Doesn't know...