When the cliffs are to your back
And the tide is coming in
When the waters surely rising
And you know you cannot swim
And the water comes so slowly
But you know there's no escape
It laps around your ankles
It will take what it will take
You know your slowly drowning
But you do not seem to care
What you really are afraid of
That come the morning your still there
How many tides have come and gone
How many fogs have rolled on in?
How dark has been the darkest night
It tries to drown the light within
And suddenly you realize
You are a beacon in the night
You stand above the highest tide
Eternally a shining light
A lighthouse standing on the Rock
For all the world to see
Standing whole and strong above the storm
Shining light for all eternity
Through endless storms and ages past
Through every dark and stormy night
You've come to learn this single thing
There always comes dawns early light
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