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 [Music & Words: Jon Oliva, Chris Caffery, Johnny  Middleton, Paul O'Neill]
 
 As he stood  the watch deck
 Looking out onto  sea
  would offer no solutions
 Only silent company
 
 So he  hold of the reasons
  he tried to understand
 But  offered just confusion
 
 As  bled into his hands
 
 Dear god
 
 Couldn't you decide
 What  happen to a man's assassins
 
 Dear god
 
 Is it suicide
 I have never been a man of 
 
 I believe what the prophets 
 
 That the  hold their dead
 But at night when  waves are near
 They whisper
 
 And I hear
 
 There are wounds that bleed inside 
 There are wounds we never 
 They are part  our refinements
 That allow a man  be
 
 There are wounds that  in silence
 With aristocratic grace
 There are tears we keep beside 
 Never seen upon a 
 
 Dear god
 
  you think it's wise
 To remember everything that  #146; s ever happened
 
 Dear god
 
 Could we compromise
 Or must the shadows of this night  everlasting
 
  believe what the prophets said
 
 That the oceans hold  dead
  I contemplate this stand
 What I do
 
 Is who I 
 
 I believe what the  said
 
 That the oceans hold  dead
 But at night  the waves are near
 They whisper
 
 And I hear
 
 Don't see  storms are forming
 Don't see or heed  warning
 
 Don't hear the  of tyrants
  by the silence
 
 Columbus and Magellan and de 
 Sailed upon the 
 In a world  ignorance
 With thoughts  primitive
  men were killed
 
  no more will
 Than that  simply had the notion
 But in this  of heartless men
 This thing they  did
 
 Don't hear it
 Don't hear it
 Don't hear it
 Don't hear it
 
 Got to keep  underground
 Pretend you never  a sound
 
 If they find  kill it blind it
 If they find  kill it blind it
 
  tell me what is to be
 Lord tell me what is  be
 
  whisper and I hear
 
 After a night  little sleep
 He opened the gangway 
 And felt  world collapsing
 
  believing what he saw
 
  there with hands above his head
 Was a fourth 
 Trying to surrender
 Not knowing  price he would pay
 
 Miguel knew  must act quickly
 If the lad was to have any 
 So he pointed  the captain
  ran a finger cross his throat
 
 And  he spoke little english
 The stowaway  to understand
 And followed miguel  a hiding spot
 And  his life into his hands
 
 After  days in fear
 They safely reached the 
  there the stowaway was set free
 And the captain brought to 
 
 But then things took an evil 
 And  seemed to fail
 For miguel was  as a refugee
 And the captain  on bail
 
 And the company  the maersk dubai
 Brought  by the pack
 Who would search for 
 To let the case slip through  cracks
 
 So while the lawyers search for 
 Miguel still  and waits
 In some small room, his  ruined
 While justice hesitates
 
  I wonder what the captain thinks
 Each evening  his bed
 And if he shares  dreams at night
 With the  dead
 
 For captain there will be  day
 When your  will wash up on heaven's shore
 I pray that when  reach that day
  god's mercy is more than yours
 
 And sometimes in the 
  will take long walks
 And like the old sailor  him
 With the ocean  will talk
 
 And as he  along
  breathes in the ocean's morphine mist
  looking once more across the night
 Dares the stars  grant a wish