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