In the brown fog of the morning, 

my boat is far from shore 

and my sail has 

sailed on without me 

leaving me to fight the wind 

alone. 



Just yesterday 

I knew where I was 

and just yesterday 

I was free 

Now the waters 

gathered around me my witch hunt cavalry. 



All I want is to be somewhere different, 

All I want is to feel right at home, 

All I want is someone to stand beside me 



when all my faith is gone. 



And I miss those things, 

I spent so long complaining about 

cause its those shouts, 

those voices, 

that hum, 

the drone that make the memories pour out 



All I want is to be somewhere different, 

All I want is to feel right at home, 

All I want is someone to stand beside me 

when all my faith is gone. 



All I want is to be somewhere different, 

All I want is to feel right at home, 

All I want is someone to stand beside me 

when all my faith has gone...

when all my faith is gone.



And I can dream, 

my one gift they can never take away 

and when I finally make it back to my land 

I hope someone is waiting for that day.