Shackleton, pt. 2: The Point of Breaking

The point of breaking,

Has no concern for charity

Not for the man you want to be

Or how the world will ever know

The risk you’re taking,

Heading dead into the wind

With nothing waiting at the end

But all those miles left to go, whoah… whoah

They tell me somewhere

Out there in the great unknown

The time you feel the most alone

Is when you know that you’ve arrived

But when you get there

Through the thick and through the thin

You’ll trade your sorrows in for sins

And wondering in for your pride, ay ay

Out in the grey dawn

In the only way I knew

I found a way to get us through

From these cold mountains to the bay

So put your boots on

It’s time to give it one more try

And we’ll be rolling on the tide

Before the sun goes down today, ey ey… ey ey

BRIDGE

Now the point of breaking

Is a sharp knife from behind

All you love forsaken

’Til the thought consumes your mind

If giving up on your mission

Is as good as giving in

Will you spend a lifetime wishing

For a fight that you can win