I came to the coast to try out my wings and fly But I flap on the ground afraid to touch the sky Born on a flat land over a flat lake And I move in straight lines Far from the river and further from home Stave off the darkness whither I roam To be all the wiser and know who I am I am afraid of the sea So I stay on the land But there are many mountains I am a candle that stands on a stone For all my light to see But I stumble And stutter And mutter And flutter And flee To be all the wiser and know who I am I'm afraid of sea so I stay on the land But there are many, many mountains