| I was broken on my back | |
| watch the wave wave the senses intact | |
| in the lighthouse deep inside | |
| they were searching but could never seem to find | |
| through the darkness on the shore | |
| close my eyes and then I close the door | |
| I was sheltered and released | |
| I surrender but the feeling's increased | |
| I don't care what the people do | |
| they don't know what it's like to be you | |
| take my possesions and I gave them away | |
| I could use them another day | |
| neon lights at the end of the beach | |
| I was stretching but I couldn't quite reach | |
| where I wound up at the end of a day | |
| were we hard to find and far away | |
| I went under | |
| washed my face | |
| I got used to the salty taste | |
| and the process was revealed | |
| where it hurt and where it yields | |
| and the music that I heard | |
| some songs that I didn't deserve | |
| they then tied me to the mast | |
| raise the future to erase the past | |
| I don't care what the people do | |
| they don't know what it's like to be you | |
| take my possesions and I gave them away | |
| I could use them another day | |
| neon lights at the end of the beach | |
| I was stretching but I couldn't quite reach | |
| where I wound up at the end of a day | |
| were we hard to find and far away |