Laura

(This was written about nine years in honor of my sister, Laura. She was diagnosed at the age of four with autism at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill, and has been a truly courageous individual through everything. She is my inspiration in everything I have ever accomplished, and as I have said to my parents many times, I would literally lay down my life for her if it meant she was able to be properly cared for.)

Laura

It's time to build you a boat

And sail 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.