| [00:13.180] | I live on my beach. |
| [00:20.180] | water surrounding me. |
| [00:34.850] | And it's got too deep; |
| [00:45.180] | I let it get too deep. |
| [00:56.180] | My home has no shape; |
| [01:03.500] | nothing to sustain me, |
| [01:11.180] | but it keep me safe |
| [01:18.180] | from imagined pain. |
| [01:34.180] | In the dim light of the truth all you can do is bow. |
| [02:12.850] | The walls often change. |
| [02:20.180] | I'm new in this place, me. |
| [02:27.180] | But I know I'll stay, |
| [02:34.180] | Can't ever get away. |
| [03:01.180] | When the crossing gets too wide |
| [03:07.180] | then I go home |
| [03:15.500] | to the fluctuation |
| [03:21.180] | I have on my own. |
| [03:30.180] | And I look out longingly |
| [03:35.500] | over the beach. |
| [03:44.850] | There's an ocean making life |
| [03:50.180] | beyond my reach, |
| [03:59.180] | and the vastness is |
| [04:02.180] | too much for me to stand. |
| [04:14.850] | And by the light of the truth all I can do is bow. |