Cross the ocean, cross my mind,

Living in the moment's fine,

But it don't last

When you're bothered

By regrets from the past

Or when you think

How long will it last?

Or when the future is a closed

Book

And you think 'fuck'

How much did I get wrong?

You search for the words

Of a song

That will tell everybody

How much I long to find the peace

To sit at his dirty old feet

And kiss them

With all the love that I can muster.