Never had I thought that I would be here
not that I caked and I don't really care
sea is just pathetic as I am reflecting
my heart and emotions that pour out.
Tears is what a sense of cowardice but
I have my words so just why should cry
I did so much for myself but all in vain
Can He put a smile on my dry breath pain?
Wind ruffles my hair consoling my grief
sand gives a hope of being forwarded
where is that beauty I feel on this shore?
when is that moment that I bring a new core?
Simple is the word of pride, so is success
once you get a feel of it, addiction ensured
A time I was a seed, now I am a sprout
how will be it when I turn into a fruit?
Was I a fish or was I a hook tell me dear
Is that my hope or is that my greed oh
never that came to my mind why I lost
waves never come to me, feet are dry
I saw a flood once and I saw a drought
recurring times that I had fought then
where is my dare, where is the spark?
he stole at some noon, the setting Sun.
Is it a fall of my work or is it a fall in mine
is that a trial or my final execution oh my
darkness can't stop me, or can it do that
stars are with me or clouds have hidden?
You thought I would stop you guess it
I know, but a little rock just turns flow
I'll get to the sea if it can't get me yes
Let me merge with it and be one with
Or should I be fresh, yielding the fruit
watering the seeds and cutting the thirst
I'll be my rule and for sometime at least
I know that one day, I'll be the sea....
not that I caked and I don't really care
sea is just pathetic as I am reflecting
my heart and emotions that pour out.
Tears is what a sense of cowardice but
I have my words so just why should cry
I did so much for myself but all in vain
Can He put a smile on my dry breath pain?
Wind ruffles my hair consoling my grief
sand gives a hope of being forwarded
where is that beauty I feel on this shore?
when is that moment that I bring a new core?
Simple is the word of pride, so is success
once you get a feel of it, addiction ensured
A time I was a seed, now I am a sprout
how will be it when I turn into a fruit?
Was I a fish or was I a hook tell me dear
Is that my hope or is that my greed oh
never that came to my mind why I lost
waves never come to me, feet are dry
I saw a flood once and I saw a drought
recurring times that I had fought then
where is my dare, where is the spark?
he stole at some noon, the setting Sun.
Is it a fall of my work or is it a fall in mine
is that a trial or my final execution oh my
darkness can't stop me, or can it do that
stars are with me or clouds have hidden?
You thought I would stop you guess it
I know, but a little rock just turns flow
I'll get to the sea if it can't get me yes
Let me merge with it and be one with
Or should I be fresh, yielding the fruit
watering the seeds and cutting the thirst
I'll be my rule and for sometime at least
I know that one day, I'll be the sea....