I cursed the breath of the sea
Spelled as poetry
The dreams I could explore
I left them by the door
I watched the lanterns tilt
Through days of darkened guilt
I prayed for newborn skies
To lift me up so high
I was blind now I can see
Sweet mother, set me free
How could I ask for more
Let them sisters soar
This land is more than dreams
These days are what they seem
No more darekend doors
Let them sisters soar