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Words and music by Bill Price

Ancient lightning strikes a vow
Condemnation of nations swarms
Standing on the bow - you had to wonder why and how
Blameless in the eye of the storm

Two by two and day by day
Land becomes the new ocean
Did I hear you say - there's gotta be another way
Sailing with the winds of devotion

And if by chance you're still at sea
Looking for a place to dock
And if by chance you're asking me
I think you'd better sail around the block

They painted your eyes like a clown
Despite the vision before and after
When the rain came down - you must have been the man in town
As the deluge washed away the laughter

Now you'd think they'd have had their fill
Of rising water and levees concrete
They'll be laughing still - until they're on the highest hill
The water lapping at their feet

And if by chance you're still at sea
You're looking for a place to dock
And if by chance you're asking me
I think you'd better sail around the block

Our brothers of gold - they have all died or rusted
With the cargo you hold - our hands cannot be trusted

And if by chance you're still at sea
You're looking for a place to dock
And if you were asking me
I think you'd better sail around the block

© 2003 Mr. Quill Music (BMI)