Message in a bootle

We were free
We were brave
We thought providence our slave
Til the sea rose to fight

Sent us hurling to our grave
We cried out as we drowned
But our voices made no sound in the waves
Not a truce nor a bribe could help us in that tide

All our faith
All our pride
All our strength was cast aside
We were lost to the sea
Sunk and buried underneath

But I survived
And it came without a warning
Swept upon us in the morning
In the middle of our laughter when all was well
That unspeakable disaster fell

We were kings
We were kin
Fought as brothers til the end
We were drunk
We were hazed

We threw caution to the wind
We were gods so we thought
But we learned who we were then
Only men

So pay attention to the warning
If you want to see the morning
In the middle of our laughter when all was well
That unspeakable disaster crashed into our anchor

Sent us falling to our maker
So heed the words of one who lived to tell the tale
Learn a lesson from the men who fell

I don't know why I survived
I too deserved to die
But providence has turned his eye
And grace has chosen me to stay

To live another day
To give this heart a word to write
Of peace
That reached through the debris of that wreckage I call me
And brought me safely through the night of love

Stronger than the flood
That fills my heart like blood
And keeps me anchored to the light
So listen to what I have found

When my world ran aground
Grace was still a greater tide
And all that I have left to say to those who've lost their way
Grace can even save a shipwrecked life