When I hit the shore after floating ten nights, saw the last signs of hope, dark fate unsaved my life. Will fate save my life?
Oh, what a dreadful storm, capsized me in the night, left me nothing but a plank, stomach full of salt and fright
My grit was full of fight
No one can know what’s coming, until it takes you for a ride, treading away last days, waiting for the blinding light
The beacons flashing ruined fire
Few arrows fly on a straight and narrow line, one hundred miss the mark, for every hole in the bull’s eye
Pull my heart from the funeral pyre
Nothing of us does fade
But suffer a sea change
Into something rich and strange
Was it all just a dream?
Is anything really what it seems?
Nobody knows
When I leave the shore, wave to me goodbye