These winds have somehow changed your direction Hold on, hold on until your knuckles are white No one knows about the best of intentions, It all means nothing till you stand and fight One thing is certain the rest are lies, the flower once blown forever dies From error to error, the truth is found This is the race for the treasure, x marks the spot, just try not to drown Though my sails are tattered, my anchor holds Though the storm rages on I am not alone Brace yourself, now the fight begins My ship is surrounded, all hands on deck My depravity drives me to the point of searching For the sanity that I never really had Not I but Christ, Not I but Christ Though my sails are tattered, my anchor holds Though the storm rages on I am not alone Though my sails are tattered, my anchor holds Though the storm rages on I am not alone He who commands the winds and the waves is strong enough to save you Oh captain my captain, this ship is yours.