Everybody has taken shelter of a dog swimming across the sea
How long will it be before we’re all under water?
You want love and safety, and to be finally, happy
But who are you, and where are you going?
It don’t matter where you been what you done or what you took
But who you be and where you choose you’re going
Come in, come in, lay it down, lay it down
Willing, willing turn around, turn around
You need a boat to stay afloat
Your Best Friend as the Captain
Sailing stormy seas
to the land eternity
Surrender ain't cheap
Feel the flames, taste defeat
And when you’re done controlling
Go deep, be willing
Come in, come in, lay it down, lay it down
Willing, willing turn around, turn around
But you’ll see, approach the shore
The mighty ocean is no more
Only a puddle remains,
Vaikuntha is regained
For those who have accepted the boat of the lotus feet of the Lord, who is the shelter of the cosmic manifestation and is famous as Murāri, the enemy of the Mura demon, the ocean of the material world is like the water contained in a calf's hoof-print. Their goal is paraṁ padam, Vaikuṇṭha, the place where there are no material miseries, not the place where there is danger at every step.
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