Still waters, splintered skin
For now, the storm has died down
My door, torn and fractured
Afloat among these troubled seas unaccompanied for days on end
The skies are grey but winds have changed direction finally
The thought of all now far behind no longer bothers me
Afloat among these troubled seas unaccompanied for days on end
Through all the lies and tired eyes, and struggles he could not foresee
Afloat among these troubled seas, unaccompanied
Through all the lies and tired eyes, he finally was able to see
That land is bound show itself, as well as all the fish in the sea
