Tiny creatures on the top of the cliffs
My warm nostalgia they want to steal it from my lips
Weirdly staring and I noticed that one starts falling right down into my boat
Who's down there, who holds the key to my soul's mystery
Half-lost half-found, half-lost half-found
Eyes with questions and tears almost dried
Could I be their mate, could I answer what they demand
I'm afraid to tell my new passanger that we are not the same kind
Who's down there, who holds the key to my soul's mystery
Half-lost half-found, half-lost half-found
Lost in a purity, settled in vanity
Different worlds, same feelings
To dive within or to pull through
Our mutual trip to the agelong truth
Our little boat swings from side to side
The unsteady flow's not something to be denied
Reflecting on helps to enjoy the ride
Will we ever return?
Who's down there, who holds the key to my soul's mystery
My soul's mystery
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