Haste The Day
Reconcile
Your boat liesOn choppy seas as the waves crash downSpilling over the sideLike holy waterA chance to purifyTo wash away the fightTo reconcile with everyone you've failedYour wife, your daughters, your sonAs you sink into the deepAnd as the water fills your lungsLet it take the place of longingAnd sink down into a better lifeFree from all your woesFree from all your failuresAs you hear the wordsOh, my sonBe reconciledOh, my sonBe reconciled
From Letras Mania