Cannonballs ricochet around the room
I hurry home to lick my wounds
I stumble home to Oceanea


A nightingale sang above my mother's tomb
Twilight in the afternoon

I stumble home to Oceanea

Not far from here

In some other ecozone
The crocuses are still in bloom
I stumble home to Oceanea


And I'm free
I'm soaring on a thermal wind

I'm learning how to she'd my skin
I made it home to Oceanea


Not far from here
In some other ecozone
The crocuses are still in bloom

You stumble home to Oceanea

And you're free

You're soaring on a thermal wind
You're learning how to she'd my skin
You made it home to Oceanea

You made it home to Oceanea