I hear waves crashing in
upon our floating ship
Lost in arms of ocean
winds of frost
and sing our songs of hope
 
Drowning piece of wreckage 
in our consciousness 
dreams of you 
Father’s stories mother’s worries 
On the ocean floor
 
There you lie oh my friend 
Somewhere anemones on your skin 
In a seagod’s grave 
Sheets of weed 
Open eyes for me 
 
And the harbour’s silting up 
Here on the seaward side 
But you are drifting further on 
Till your memory fades away 
And another silhouette 
Here on the seaward side 
But you are drifting further on 
Till your image falls apart
 
You are so thankfully blind to me (blind to me) 
You are so thankfully blind to me 
You are so thankfully blind to me
 
I live like a minute and a day for him 
He tries somehow afraid 
And he told me wherever you might go 
I will follow somehow afraid