From the eyes of the whale that follows me
I'm a child of my own
And my heart cries out for the miracle
Of my constant motion
Though I'm stuck on the road crying
And there's no way home
From the eyes of the whale following
There's the back of me
My child I see
Perfectly
From here there's something waking, rising
Coming so far up to breathe
It could be a swelling wave
Or it could be a body surfacing
From the eyes of the one that's struggling
I've abandoned all hope
From the eyes of the one from behind
There's the back of my shoulders
And back of my face
And I cannot find one thing misplaced
Revealed in time so rare and chosen
It is, it is, it's skin I see
A world awoke and keeps so much left hidden
The rest I imagine
From here there's something waking, rising
Coming so far up to breathe
It could be a swelling wave
Or it could be a body surfacing
Revealed in time...
From here there's something waking, rising...