First Steps to Recovery

Footsteps marching, and the

Soft angel voices singing to the sound of

Hundreds and thousands of lives

All muted by a wave of the ocean's fury

Pack your bags, here we come

Pack your bags, here it comes

To come and take you away

There's an angel begging you to come to her

I know the ocean took you by surprise

But I don't worry, child it will be alright

There's a message to the king

It reads of disappointing numbers of the

Children who have come home to kiss his ring