She followed all her answers, to a room lost in the sea.
Now all of those chances proved not meant to be.
She said give me back the whispers that i fight the wind to hear.
Give me back the labours, make me work for what i wear.

And is it here and now, or where we are going.
Sarah, don’t you know your worth knowing.
Empty out the moat’s overflowing.
Let the water run through the river where your going.

The ocean is the hand that holds onto the world within its palm.
To be lost within the walls i’m told is the secret to its calm.
She said give me back the crashing waves, and the storm i fight to flea.
Make my life a struggle, it reminds me why i’m free.

And is it here and now, or where we are going.
Sarah, don’t you know your worth knowing.
Empty out the moat’s overflowing.
Let the water run through the river where your going.

She said give me back my little sphere and my home within its heart.
Give me back the season’s dear, i choose not a life of calm.

And is it here and now, or where we are going.
Sarah, don’t you know your worth knowing.
Empty out the moat’s overflowing.
Let the water run through the river where your going.
And is it here and now, or where we are going.
Sarah, don’t you know your worth knowing.
Empty out the moat’s overflowing.
Let the water run through the river where your going.