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Hope is an anchor And love is a ship Time is the ocean And life is a trip You don't know where you're goin' 'Til you know where your at And if you can't read the stars Well, you'd better have a map A compus and a conscious So you don't get lost at sea Lonesome old lonely island Where no one wants to be From the beginning of creation I think our maker had a plan For us to leave these shores And sail beyond the sand And let the good light guide us To the waves and the wind To the beaches in a world LyricsWhere we've have never been And we'll climb upon the mountain y'all We'll let our voices ring And those who've never tried it They'll be the first to sing Oh, my, my I'll see you on the other side If I make it And it might be a long hard ride But I'm gonna take it Sometime it seems that I don't have a prayer Let the weather take me anywhere But I know that I want to go The streets are gold 'cause you'll be there Oh, my, my You don't bring nothin' with you here And you can't take nothin' back I ain't never seen a hearse with a luggage rack So I've torn my knees a-prayin' Scared my back from fallin' down Spent so much time flyin' high 'Til I'm face first in the ground So if you're up there watchin' me Would you talk to God and say Tell him I might need a hand To see you both someday Oh, my, my So, I'll see you on the other side If I make it And it may be a long hard ride But I want to take it Sometime it seems that I don't have a prayer Let the weather take me anywhere But I know that I want to go Where the streets are gold 'Cause you'll be there (you'll be there) Oh, my, my 'Cause you'll be there (you'll be there) Oh, my, my From Lyrics Mania