Oh rocking's fine If you got the freedom I'm guessing someone put you there In a breath As swift as tumbling down the chasm you're riding on That's giving me some fear Oh racing is fine If you got the ocean As open as the drifting of the line And it's all coming back When you've got the fullest hour Still waiting up ahead And don't belong to it Finally crossing the bridge Oh racing is fine if you got the ocean As the drifting of the line And it's all coming back When you've got the fullest hour Still waiting up ahead