I see newborn children swim
In the tide of the new
While their parents feed the waves
With blood from their veins
I am standing by their side
I see flocks of blinded men
They're kneeling forward
One of them is standing tall
He sings, they follow
I am chanting with them now
Nobody's watching me
Can you hear me?
In every face that turns
I see myself
Arms are pulling me inside
Looking in the mirror
I see myself drowning in the waves
Looking in the mirror
I see myself singing in the crowd
Looking in the mirror
I am scared but i can't look away
Looking in the mirror
No one here to catch me if I fall
Now the vision's closing in
The grey surrounds me
Quicksand below my feet
The tide is turning
Craving what I'll never find