| find my destiny on this ebony sea Understand,
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| let, it be this, is heaven to me If,
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| I must I’ll, drift indefinitely Take,
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| my words but, the music says it better than me I’ll…
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| find my destiny on this ebony sea Understand,
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| let, it be this, is heaven to me If,
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| I must I’ll, drift indefinitely Take,
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| my words but, the music says it better than me Something…
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| about life and death is beautiful Everyday,
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| the sun rises and sets as usual And,
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| I’m convinced the consequence of common sense Is,
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| loss of feeling the, thoughts revealing The
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| cogniscience of loss is healing I’m, left empty Looking,
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| for the meaningful in the seemingly menial When,
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| breezes blow it’s, three below no, leaves to blow Caressing,
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| concrete gently, hurts to touch It’s,
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| worth so much that’s, probably why it hurt so much Reverse,
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| your clutch you, can’t hold water with five fingers Souls,
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| linger but, eventually it time for motion Let,
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| it go let, it flow let, it find the ocean But,
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| I’m frozen emotional, flow is going to to slow There’s,
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| part of me that yearns for the open road It’s,
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| hopeful to know the farther I get the, older I grow It,
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| feels like I was home just a moment ago (Chorus)…
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| It’s
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| a comforting sound when, you whisper to me And,
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| sometimes I want you around just to listen to me Another,
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| lost wish caught in fate’s cross stitch I,
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| wish I had a river I could skate away on Or,
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| maybe an island to escape and stay on Spend,
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| the day on those, aimless days are oddly cleansing The,
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| times in our lives when we’re not pretending This,
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| is not the beginning and not the ending Somewhere,
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| in the middle somewhere, in this fickle Life,
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| some stare with the mental some, care and, it’s simple I’m,
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| looking for God on this ebony sea Understand,
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| let, it be this, is heaven to me If,
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| I must I’ll, drift indefinitely Everything,
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| I am cost me everything I’ll never be Let,
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| me go let, me be or, I’ll never be free Take,
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| my words but, the music says it better than me (Chorus)…
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| Welcome
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| to a place I visit when I’m calm Where,
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| living is prolonged souls, drift through the palms Light,
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| glistens on the water I, squint from the glare Eyes,
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| closed I, can see through scents in the air The,
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| tides ignore time without pretending to care Wishing,
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| I could do the same I, sit and write my newest pain This,
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| ignites the bluest flame inside Deciding,
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| living was a foolish game was when I truly came alive Air,
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| ripples at my understanding Footprints,
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| become visible where no one is standing My…
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| lungs expanding it’s, becoming harder to breathe My,
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| heart was deceived this, is hard to believe (believe) My,
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| soul broke apart from my needs I,
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| awoke from my sleep then, dove into the deep Deciding,
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| right then to be the author of a song To,
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| tell the world we’d been living underwater all along (For.
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| real) (Chorus) |