I wake up, I'm cold, haze wraps around my face
Only fog everywhere, every stone I find is like me
Alone in this mudflat
Every step so strenuous
Why can't I see?
Why?
Why am I so cold?
I leave tracks in the rain-soaked sand
Cold circles drawn, sinking in
This drowning silence, where do I have to go?
Time and again, the cycle goes through the tides
Too weak to do this next step forward
Could reach everything but I can't seem to grasp it
So the cycle goes through the tides
I leave tracks in the rain-soaked sand
Caved in till the flow comes back
This drowning silence
Nowhere to go
As the day draws to a close
Black clouds come to swallow me whole
This drowning silence, where do I have to go?
The sea is hiding till the water flows
When will my tracks get flooded from the shore?
Time and again, the cycle goes through the tides
Too weak to do this next step forward
Could reach everything but I can't seem to grasp it
So the cycle goes through the tides
(The tide is nigh)
(And it's passing by)
(The tide is nigh)
(And it's passing)
Too weak to move forward
Where does the path lead when my everything means nothing?
And so the cycle goes through the tides
Time and again