There will come a day,
When the land falls to meet the sea,
And the sea rises to meet the land,
It will be there,
Halfway,
Where they meet me,
A lonely voyager,
Caught between two worlds,
Eyes darkened by the past,
Feet crumbling with remembrance.
That will be the day,
When I am free to step out,
Out into the silent street,
When I forget,
Not remember,
When I let go,
Not hold on,
When I live,
Not die.
That day will come,
And it will be my salvation.
