Oh, forever changing Like colours from blue to grey Floating in an amber light that reflects some amber sky In warm waves Oh, what is this strange place? Far from all the things I knew Echoes of distant thunder mornings Once so many, but now so few Soft and comforting, the ripples brush my skin
Like a memory that hides a single tear And on I go, and on I go from here, from here Oh, what is this strange place? Far from all the things I knew Echoes of distant thunder mornings Once so many, but now so few