Suddenly I find myself alone
Face to face with complications
Make amends with the unknown
A phantom limb
A dream to call my own
Planting seeds of hope in baron soil
We'll never see it grow
I'll be the water now
I'll wash the world away
And leave nothing but the sound
Of the crash of the waves
Like a passenger plane spinning out
All the people are praying that they never reach the ground
We asked for guidance and this is all he gave
He said I'll create the problem and you'll give it a face
You'll be the patron and I'll be the saint
And I'll charge you extra to get through the gate
You best talk to Peter as Thomas is doubting again
I'll be the water now
I'll wash the world away and leave nothing but the sound
Of the crash of the waves
Like a passenger plane spinning out
All the people are praying that they never reach the ground
Suddenly I find myself alone