I see newborn children swim
In the tide of the new
While their parents feed the waves

With blood from their veins

I am standing by their side


I see flocks of blinded men
They're kneeling forward

One of them is standing tall
He sings, they follow


I am chanting with them now

Nobody's watching me

Can you hear me?
In every face that turns
I see myself


Arms are pulling me inside


Looking in the mirror
I see myself drowning in the waves
Looking in the mirror

I see myself singing in the crowd
Looking in the mirror
I am scared but i can't look away

Looking in the mirror
No one here to catch me if I fall


Now the vision's closing in
The grey surrounds me
Quicksand below my feet

The tide is turning

Craving what I'll never find