Lyrics

I’m riding on a wave
that’s forcing blue to white
seeing what this life
will bring to me

Feeling like I’ve broken
the patterns from which I’ve grown
Looking back
I see I was alone

I have been a migrant
a fisher of the seas
surprised to find
this is a life of luxury

Flowers in the desert
snow upon the mountains
I lay upon the soil
it turns to grey

I’m sorry I cannot tell you
I’ve tried and tried again
I’ve spent the time allotted
now I must go

It’s not the wind that’s calling me
it’s not a path I follow
but some restless river
flowing from the moon

I’ve shaken hands with the pretender
under the watchful eye of his brother
laughing through a mask I wore so well

Shaken by the tremor
that pulled upon my heartstrings
I knew I must not choose the beaten path