Oceanea

Cannonballs

Ricochet around the room

I hurry home to lick my wounds

I stumble home to Oceanear

A nightingale

Sat above my mother's tomb

Twilight in the afternoon

I stumble home to Oceanear

Not far from here

On some other Eco zone

The crocuses are still in bloom

I stumble home to Oceanear

Yeah

And I am free

I'm soaring on a thermal wind

I'm learning how to shed my skin

I made it home to Oceanear