In front is the vast expanse of water, the endless sea
And under me are those rough rocks, carved by the elements,
And beating down on me is the sun, that shining beacon up high,
Lapping at my feet are the waves of the cold, dark waters

And out on the water,
Islands seem to hover,
A thin layer of light blue
Between solid and liquid

And above those islands,
Which from here seem so small,
Float massive islands, islands of vapor,
Thick, white and grey clouds on the horizon.

And in this moment,
With the endless ondulations in front,
And islands in the sky above,
I am alone, with myself

Nobody tells me what to do,
And noone shields my eyes for me,
And noone tries to hide the truth,
And noone telles me how to live.

Nobody tells to live life,
And noone tells me to take life
Nobody tells me to stay calm,
And noone tells me to explode

But when the fears come,
Nobody holds my hand and drives them off
And when insomnia hits,
Noone is there to sing me to sleep
And when loneliness comes,
Then there's nobody beside me
And when depression hits,
There is nobody whose sight will sure me

And when I scream,
Nobody hears me
And when I fall,
Nobody sees me
And when I live,
Nobody loves me
And when I die,
Nobody misses me

So the sun has hidden amongst the clouds,
And the clouds have become heavy with water,
And, no longer lapping, the waves try to pull me under,
And the islands are gone in a dense fog

So I fly, fly high in the sky,
Through the clouds and over the waters
Over the rocks and under the sun,
And I find my way home,
And everything is fine again...