"Last Boat To Freedom" lyrics
"Last Boat To Freedom"
I couldn't wait to leave that building and stand under the sky
I watch the clouds go by from a skylight
I watch the sun as it freckles the skin of travelers
And here I turn another shade of white
I wonder when the day will come
I wonder what it looks like
Will I falter when it looks me in the eye?
I watch the tugboats as they tear a seam down the river
And the passengers stare at the white lines
I look down the highway, and I used to see headlights
But now it's staring back at me with red eyes
I wonder when the day will come
I wonder what it looks like
Will I falter when it looks me in the eye?
I wonder when the day will come
Will it tell me when it arrives?
The last boat to freedom has a long line
The last boat to freedom has a long line
The last boat to freedom has a long line
The last boat to freedom has a long line
The last boat to freedom has a long line
The last boat to freedom has a long
The parkway blossom trees, they make every color look dimmer
But they're cursed to look like creatures in the moonlight
Writer(s): Madison Cunningham
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EP:
"For The Sake Of The Rhyme" (2019)
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