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