WHAT A BEAUTIFUL WAY TO RETURN

Whenever I am lost at sea
I hear your voice, it carries me
You are somewhere in the dark
Where the cities slide down to the sea

I'm floating up to the surface
Where the sun paints the ripples in gold
I'm sinking down to the bottom
What a beautiful way to fall

Above, the seagulls are flying
The sea sings her ancient song
The summer sun is falling
A cold wind blows in from the north

So many treasures, my arms did hold
As I stood at the edge of the world
When I was young, I dreamed of the flood
Of what waited in the dark

I fought back the waves and cursed at the wind
All of my monsters have come from within
I felt the power leave from my hands
Where the darkness became attached

I heard the ocean, a voice in the dark
The crashing waves of the saved and the lost
The water so wide, I could not swim across
The darkness followed me

I feel it when the tide comes in
The Fates have brought me back again
To stand against the cold north wind
With nothing in my hands

They find me when I am alone
When the summer sun is moving on
The voices of the ones who've drowned
The ghosts that follow me

But far away, there is a light
That all lost souls can see
It guides us through the stormy nights
Through lifetimes lost at sea

When I am lost, I hear a voice
The ocean calls to me
If I am brave, and I let go
The darkness cannot find me

I can see the surface
Where the sun paints the ripples in gold
I feel my body rising
What a beautiful way to let go

I'm breaking through the surface
The morning sky fills up my lungs
Above, the seagulls are flying
What a beautiful way to return.