Oceans of water from which you cannot drink br A racing mind with which you cannot think br Dust filled eyes your unable to blink br Fleets of ships that only burn and sink br br From the moment that you begin to cry br Endless tears given no chance to dry br You believe the truth but also the lie br Every question seems to be why br br Where you stand is where you're meant to be br The sights you view are the things you're meant to see br Take up every chance to live unchained and free br ‘cause you only end in a metaphorical tree br br The distance to travel seems longer before the start br That and the finish line will seem further apart br Look after your head but don't forget your heart br Never-mind if the truth upsets the apple cart br br Peace will make it harder for you to live in fear br When the time comes you'll know the direction to steer br Away from the shattered windows in which you used to peer br Away from the noises that used to damage your earbr br Liam Hughesbr br