Wind blown leaves,
A shivering branch,
On moving ground,
Kept in a fence.

Deep seated roots,
Striving to grow, in a stormy breeze,
Just let it go.

Calm down,
The sun is shining bright. When she’s gone,
There is always a delight.

Troubled sea is out of control.
Careless tides are driven by a goal.
To bring back,
To keep it on.
A never ending state in a painty song.

Calm down,
The sun is shining bright. When she’s gone,
There is always a delight.

This holy grail, you ́re keeping eyes on,
Deep from the bottom, into your veins.