In The Secrecy Of Oceans

Several miles high

In the earth’s sky

I lost my feathers

But I learned how to fly

Something in a dream

What could it mean?

Lots of people talking

Few of them sing

Now I come rolling over like a hurricane

Or a tornado I take it slow

And if you would see

The wind accusing me of indecency

Let it be

Fourteen miles deep

Under a sea

Laid there sleeping

For centuries

Underneath your mind

There lays an island

Watch as the water

Flood through your eyes

Now I come rolling over like a hurricane

Or a tornado I take it slow

And if you would see

The wind accusing me of indecency

Let it be

I wonder what it’s like for you

When your children say:

“What happened to me? What happened to me? What happened to me?”

Do your ears burn with pain inside

When a voice says:

“I’m on a battlefield, dad. I’m on a battlefield, dad. I’m on a battlefield”

Do you think the light from space

Comes down to say:

“I never wanted to be here”?