So, when the sailor asked the question,
I really didn't get it, so politely I just smiled.
Well, he just nodded and sighed
then he took a sip and told me ‘bout the ocean.
And as his words started to pierce my mind,
there came a squeeze deep in my chest
I always felt but would suppress
Oh and then I realized
that this was just a feeling of pure longing
Is this all you want in life?
And as I looked into the mirror
I first saw myself, then someone else
and in the end ... nobody there
Oh, what if all my life it was just a mean
to flee from my own longing?
When I listen to the waves at night,
they tell me first I need to find myself
and as I drift away I remember what the sailor had to say:
Is this what you want from life?
Without asking yourself why
does this feel like lying to yourself?

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