Catamaran

Smooth stones beneath me Cool air surrounds Soft and saviourey You can take me to god You can take me to god No it doesn't take your will to set your brace on me I never doubt your possibilities Please let go of my sleeve Ahhh Ahh Ahh Ahhh Smooth stones behind me Cold air surrounds Soft and saviourey You can take me to god You can take me to god No it doesn't take your will to set your brace on me I never doubt your possibilities Please let go of my sleeve