Friday Morning Sinking Ship

[Verse 1]
On the morning of April eleven, twenty twenty-five,
The sun was still hiding, but the world felt alive.
At seven forty-five, with the grey cold winds,
Three men in a boat, where the journey begins.
Casting out lines, feeling free as a bird,
But they didn’t see the rocks, not a whisper or word.
The Eileen Rita drifted, unaware of the tide,
Then came the cracking sound, nowhere left to hide.

[Chorus]
Oh, the winds can howl and the grey clouds scowl,
But we'll rise above it all, yeah, we’ll take a bow.
With hope in our hearts, we’ll weather the storm,
And find ourselves safe where the love keeps us warm.

[Verse 2]
The Coast Guard arrived, their lights shining bright,
Those three men in orange suits ready to fight.
Facing the Atlantic, the cold waters flow,
With courage in their hearts, they knew they would go.
No harm came to them, just a tale to tell,
Of adventures and misjudgments, oh, they knew it so well.
At Pier 10 they gathered, the sun breaking through,
Hot coffee and doughnuts—oh, what a view!

[Chorus]
Oh, the winds can howl and the grey clouds scowl,
But we'll rise above it all, yeah, we’ll take a bow.
With hope in our hearts, we’ll weather the storm,
And find ourselves safe where the love keeps us warm.

[Bridge]
So here’s to the moments when life makes us pause,
To the lessons we learn, and the love that gives us cause.
Every wave that crashes, every rock we find,
Just reminds us to cherish, this life we unwind.

[Verse 3]
As the day moves on, and the worries recede,
We’ll dance with the joy, plant the hope like a seed.
The grey cold winds can’t steal what we hold tight,
For every struggle faced, there’s a reason to fight.
So on this Friday morning, let’s raise up a cheer,
For the journeys we take, for the friends that are near.

[Outro]
Oh, the winds can howl, but we'll never let go,
Of laughter and love in the warm afterglow.
On this journey together, we’ll make it our own,
With coffee and doughnuts, we’ll never be alone.