![]() I was sailing with my lover On a ship that sailed the ocean But my mind wandered And our ship foundered And I was lost in troubled waters I was fishing in a desert  The light of glory has no mercy  Love is the answer  I must bake my bread for our provision  -- By Josh Wachtel, Alexei Panshin, and Ben Wachtel  | 
 
 
 
 
 
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