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