(music and lyrics by Kevin Martin)

It’s gonna be a lonely time for me,
cause all my friends have sailed across the sea.
Now nothing is left but blades of grass and grains of sand,
and they slip right through my hands eternally.
Yes they slip right through my hands eternally.

Release the mast and set the sails.
Prepare the crew for what the storm entails
and guide this ship above the sea,
but don’t forget me.

I’ll be counting the miles.

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