Sometimes you get broken and sometimes you get lost Memories of the past, I have to go down to the coast Far away the pains and far away the fears Far away is everything that I used to be
I wade in black waters The mirrors of the past I feel redemption for my soul An eternal gift will last The silence is surrounding I hear the echoes from the sea The flood is coming in and out A place to be free
I go through healing waters and I'm gazing at the shore In the freedom of the silence where I can be alone I listen to the waves and dream myself away There I find recreation for another dawning day
I wade in black waters The mirrors of the past I feel redemption for my soul An eternal gift will last The silence is surrounding I hear the echoes from the sea The flood is coming in and out A place to be free