Walking through the storm
Sandpiper flutter
Walking through the storm
Along the cutters
Walking through the storm
Did you notice where you are?

Perfect little soul
You're a chameleon
Sad old heart
You are the island
You're down on your knees
You make it hard not to believe


Rich, poor, happy, sad
Dead line, good and bad
Riptide that cut the sea
You make it hard not to believe

Atlantic water falls
Like a mantra
Sunset curtain calls
Leave you haunted
Your memory dissolves
As you wake up where you are

Perfect little soul
Stuck in the middle
An elemental blow
Speaking in riddle
Answers in the breeze
You make it hard not to believe


Rich, poor, happy, sad
Dead line, good and bad
Riptide that cut the sea
You make it hard not to believe