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I can see the light from the lighthouse

shining in the dark of the night

i`m getting closer i can`t give up the fight.



Twenty eight days lost at sea

lord i can feel my life slipping

away from me,my eyes grow dim

my body grows weak` lord i pray

my soul youll keep.



I am almost at shore as my body

grows weak i just can`t fight anymore.



The rough tide pulls me back out to sea

i feel the cold waters rushing over me



I only see dark now but i feel no pain

death has come to visit me again.



The last times i slipped away` but this

time i must obey` for i feel my soul as

it slips away...