Alone at sea the waves they weave so endlessly
By pirate ships that sink and plunder
All our silted gold
A distant shadow spreads like a widow
Grieving for her brother's meadow
Where he perished like a winter flower
The thoughts of a land where the ancients used to roam
The stars are lighting a path that leads me home
All the lost souls in a galaxy
Pickled in a green blue sea
My heart stretches to infinity
Hope to meet you there
A peachy skin, an orphan child who runs out wild
And screams and cries
A listening wind
It echoes ancient scenes
A poetical madness, a desolate sadness
A song so arid, desert and cactus
Prickling and scratching
Praying and letting off steam
The thoughts of a land where the ancients used to roam
Stars are lighting a path that leads me home
All the lost souls in a galaxy
Pickled in a green blue sea
My heart stretches to infinity
Hope to meet you there
And the poet and the preacher says
To remind them of their death
There's a twinkling in the sky today
Maybe one last breath