I sunder the barriers
Of my confinement
Rise through the debris
Of my former prison
Grow roots in the sands
Which once shifted beneath me
And in the open air of freedom
Stretch beyond capacities
I could not imagine
I sunder the barriers
Of my confinement
Rise through the debris
Of my former prison
Grow roots in the sands
Which once shifted beneath me
And in the open air of freedom
Stretch beyond capacities
I could not imagine
And I am the ship
Caught in arctic ice
Waiting out the season
Hoping for the sea to open