I offer my hand to the eyes if the gipsy
Now I can find myself
To dive in the ocean is made for the brave
And the stoned
And I know this road can't be so long
Maybe lack of breath, maybe lack of mind
May be life
Once again I choose to turn the wrong way
If life is about feeling the gift
I can tell you, it's not
I don't know if the brave men all have
The guts to seek for the secret
Of the mind and the sea