Recorded July 08, 2011
The tidal waves of greed constantly assault me.
My body is drowning, O Lord. ||1||
Please carry me across the world-ocean, O Lord of the Universe.
Carry me across, O Beloved Father. ||1||Pause||
I cannot steer my ship in this storm.
I cannot find the other shore, O Beloved Lord. ||2||
Please be merciful, and unite me with the True Guru;
carry me across, O Lord. ||3||
Says Naam Dayv, I do not know how to swim.
Give me Your Arm, give me Your Arm, O Beloved Lord. ||4||2||
