Fin O'brine - The Optimist Lyrics

It's getting close tonight
Gaze following fragile skies
Horizon rising round us like a bowl
Twisting whims of wind and tide
Steered in circles a thousand miles
We pray for rain but pray to stay afloat

Wait for the morn will decide this ferry's course
Our fate's our toll
Cling to the light of a life of simple pleasures
Simple souls

Just as soon as the dawn first shines
Changes airs in a godlike glare
Defiles our ragged sun bleached battered bones
Every drop of ocean brine
Mixing salt within the sweat
As silence sets, the angst and glances grow

Wait for the sunset to see the stars
And feel the coolness fall
Soon we'll be rescued
And laugh away the darkest thoughts of all
And laugh away the darkest thoughts of all