My Sanctuary

The ocean's bank Is a place I would love to be To run away from the dog's bark And things they force me to be I try ...

The ocean's bank
Is a place I would love to be

To run away from the dog's bark

And things they force me to be

I try to be the best

To make them proud

But as you know, we all need rest

From those things that are loud

What should I do then?

Which steps should I take?

To break free from the lion's den

To take the steps I make

I want to be a free bird

Without my wings being clipped

To speak my own word

Without having to follow a script

How can I soar high

Without the fear of the ground?

To make things right

Using my own sound

How can I turn things around?

Without having to lose them?

Without them bringing me down

So I can be a rare gem

I wish I can now right the wrong

I wish I can now say my thoughts

So we can keep plugging along

To not keep me distraught

But now it seems too late

To make things right

Closed is the gate

That was meant to make things bright