In the quiet of the harbour, she rests on gentle waves,
With ropes tied tight around her bow, she waits for brighter days.
The salt air fills her wooden bones, her sails pulled down to sleep,
A ship so strong, so restless, bound for oceans deep.
Oh, a ship at bay will never stray from shores she knows by heart,
But she was made for rolling waves, where storm and stars impart.
The open sea is calling, her purpose wild and free,
For harbours keep her safe and sound, but she's built for the sea.
Her boards are worn from journeys past, the maps of lands she's seen,
From islands bright in morning light, to waters cold and green.
But here she lies in stillness, bound by harbour's arms,
Her heart aches for the wind and waves, away from quiet charms.
Oh, a ship at bay will never stray from shores she knows by heart,
But she was made for rolling waves, where storm and stars impart.
The open sea is calling, her purpose wild and free,
For harbours keep her safe and sound, but she's built for the sea.
She dreams of skies with lightning cracks, the thunder's wild refrain,
Of raging winds, and endless depths, where courage fights the strain.
Each storm she'd meet, each crest she'd climb, a testament to soul,
For ships were never meant to stay, where gentle waters roll.
One day the ropes will loosen, her bow will face the tide,
With sails unfurled, she'll journey forth, where unknown waters lie.
Though safety waits in harbours deep, her heart was meant to roam,
A ship must chase horizons far, for the sea is her true home.
Oh, a ship at bay will never stray from shores she knows by heart,
But she was made for rolling waves, where storm and stars impart.
The open sea is calling, her purpose wild and free,
For harbours keep her safe and sound, but she's built for the sea.
So when the winds are calling, she'll leave the sheltered shore,
For a ship in harbour may be safe, but that's not what she's made for.
With sails aloft, her journey starts beneath an open sky,
To chase the waves, to find her course, beyond the harbor's eye.
Glass Wolves - Built for the Sea Lyrics
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In the quiet of the harbour, she rests on gentle waves,
With ropes tied tight around her bow, she waits for brighter days.
The salt air fills her wooden bones, her sails pulled down to sleep,
A ship so strong, so restless, bound for oceans deep.
Oh, a ship at bay will never stray from shores she knows by heart,
But she was made for rolling waves, where storm and stars impart.
The open sea is calling, her purpose wild and free,
For harbours keep her safe and sound, but she's built for the sea.
Her boards are worn from journeys past, the maps of lands she's seen,
From islands bright in morning light, to waters cold and green.
But here she lies in stillness, bound by harbour's arms,
Her heart aches for the wind and waves, away from quiet charms.
Oh, a ship at bay will never stray from shores she knows by heart,
But she was made for rolling waves, where storm and stars impart.
The open sea is calling, her purpose wild and free,
For harbours keep her safe and sound, but she's built for the sea.
She dreams of skies with lightning cracks, the thunder's wild refrain,
Of raging winds, and endless depths, where courage fights the strain.
Each storm she'd meet, each crest she'd climb, a testament to soul,
For ships were never meant to stay, where gentle waters roll.
One day the ropes will loosen, her bow will face the tide,
With sails unfurled, she'll journey forth, where unknown waters lie.
Though safety waits in harbours deep, her heart was meant to roam,
A ship must chase horizons far, for the sea is her true home.
Oh, a ship at bay will never stray from shores she knows by heart,
But she was made for rolling waves, where storm and stars impart.
The open sea is calling, her purpose wild and free,
For harbours keep her safe and sound, but she's built for the sea.
So when the winds are calling, she'll leave the sheltered shore,
For a ship in harbour may be safe, but that's not what she's made for.
With sails aloft, her journey starts beneath an open sky,
To chase the waves, to find her course, beyond the harbor's eye.
With ropes tied tight around her bow, she waits for brighter days.
The salt air fills her wooden bones, her sails pulled down to sleep,
A ship so strong, so restless, bound for oceans deep.
Oh, a ship at bay will never stray from shores she knows by heart,
But she was made for rolling waves, where storm and stars impart.
The open sea is calling, her purpose wild and free,
For harbours keep her safe and sound, but she's built for the sea.
Her boards are worn from journeys past, the maps of lands she's seen,
From islands bright in morning light, to waters cold and green.
But here she lies in stillness, bound by harbour's arms,
Her heart aches for the wind and waves, away from quiet charms.
Oh, a ship at bay will never stray from shores she knows by heart,
But she was made for rolling waves, where storm and stars impart.
The open sea is calling, her purpose wild and free,
For harbours keep her safe and sound, but she's built for the sea.
She dreams of skies with lightning cracks, the thunder's wild refrain,
Of raging winds, and endless depths, where courage fights the strain.
Each storm she'd meet, each crest she'd climb, a testament to soul,
For ships were never meant to stay, where gentle waters roll.
One day the ropes will loosen, her bow will face the tide,
With sails unfurled, she'll journey forth, where unknown waters lie.
Though safety waits in harbours deep, her heart was meant to roam,
A ship must chase horizons far, for the sea is her true home.
Oh, a ship at bay will never stray from shores she knows by heart,
But she was made for rolling waves, where storm and stars impart.
The open sea is calling, her purpose wild and free,
For harbours keep her safe and sound, but she's built for the sea.
So when the winds are calling, she'll leave the sheltered shore,
For a ship in harbour may be safe, but that's not what she's made for.
With sails aloft, her journey starts beneath an open sky,
To chase the waves, to find her course, beyond the harbor's eye.
Writer: Gabriel N
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid