The Voyage of the James Caird

I never thought I'd see the black cliffs of South Georgia again
 Yet here we are
 Here we are
 We lost a good ship to the depths of the Southern Ocean
 Torn apart
 My enduring heart
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 We toiled for 15 long months in an icy wasteland
 With hope long gone
 We carry on
 Now I carry the fate of 27 good men
 In the palm of my hand
 This trembling hand
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 We spent 16 furious days in the fight of our lives
 You'll find no rest
 In the rolling depths
 Lifted on white raging mountain through valleys of pain
 The ache of death
 On every breath
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 We've seen God in his splendors
 Heard the text that nature renders
 We have pierced through the veneer
 And reached the naked soul of man
 We have suffered, starved, and triumphed
 Groveled down, yet grasping glory
 We've grown bigger in the bigness of it all
 Of it all