this time the wind has blown me forwards
from the sick and stinking harvest. i've laid here much too long
i feel like an old and restless sailor
with visions long forgotten
a free will much too strong
when darkness fell around me
and my fruits no longer ripened
returned from a safe self-chosen prison
to a storm that ripped my heart out and took it far from here. pain and misery left its marks on me
cold reality needs to be set free
as i gather up my back bone
to rebuild it even stronger
the clouds break up again
even if fortune is tragic
that a sad tale finds an ending that's reconciled again
pain and misery left its marks on me
cold reality needs to be set free
reach out - the old eternal time waves are flowing on and on!
look up - the dawn is soon awaking
there's land in sight again!
reach out - the old eternal time waves are flowing on and on!
look up - the dawn is soon awaking
there's land in sight again! oh!
pain and misery left its marks on me
cold reality needs to be set free
life's a raw caress to me