The sea slowly rising, wave by waveAnd he's slowly drowning, in his words and deedsWhile she waits with patience for a long lost friendMemories burning quickly in the fireBlowing high above the clouds, in the skyOur worries fleeing back towards their cavernsFlowing all the way back to our rootsAnd when and wherever he may beA crowd, a whispering riot, in his headWe wouldn't knowIf the sun stayed awayFor us
