through the storms and the tides...

Never had a thing like this deposited in my hands,
for me to carry,
for me to cherish.

Last time I swam I almost drowned...big monster pulling my anckle...made it to the shore and rested in the sand. Somehow I didn´t walk away and by night time the tide took me away again.

Drifting slowly in this sea clear water in my hands, dark indigo I can´t see my feet.

Somehow I feel safer...I'm waiting for a storm to see if I make it...floating on I know we´ll make it. Floating on. Thunderstorm light my way, oh baby light my way.