Pitch black dark
Okta logueMove on!
Get off the ground
Come on!
All the choices you have made
Fire back and put a weight on you
Reset the truth
Back out!
Replace your fuse
Bail out!
Though it seems you've been betrayed
You kind of do appreciate it now, don't you?
Lonesome sailor
Drifting with the current in a sea of misery
Missing spaceman
Get your feet back on the ground
Release the doubts
Drop out!
Try to come down
Cast out all the noises and mistakes
All the voices and indifferent frowns
Shattered clowns call out
Another round for you
Oh on a merry-go-round all day
I see you slowly float away
But I hold you
Lonesome sailor
Drifting with the current in a sea of misery
Missing spaceman
Get your feet back on the ground
And as you linger outside space and time
I hope you're looking for your peace of mind
And you wander 'round the streets like you always used to
But you just can't find your way back home
Lonesome sailor
Will you ever hear me, out there all alone at sea?
Missing spaceman
I hope you'll come home safe and sound
Behind the solid walls you've built
I bet you get equipped to tear them down
I wish I could cut through the thicket in your head
And help you find your peace of mind
Finding peace in the pitch-black dark
With your back up against the wall
With your thoughts entangled and dull
It's so hard to see through it all