Laura

It's time to build you a boat
And sail on out to sea.
There isn't anything here but more baggage;
You'll eventually have to jettison or flee.
Laura, my sister, board your boat
And set sail for the sea.
Just flee from all of your troubles
And hold all your faith in God.

Sometimes, it's difficult to discern
Where the blue sky meets the sea.
But I know, here on land,
The troubles will make you bleed.
Laura, my sister, board your boat
And set sail for the sea,
And on to the sunset,
To the soul's wholesome delight.

Laura, my sister, board your boat
And set sail for the sea,
You can live the enchanted life,
So heed the call and sail onto the stars.