Here I am, thirty, with wild staring eyes
Images fading, the mirror's a mess
The truth still concealed in the stones of my flesh
and when I try to wake up I only see night

Here I stand, thirty, trembling with fear
Grasping for answers - myself, so I'm told
The road is so long and this mind is too old
and when I try to look up, there's nobody here

Here I am, thirty, and lying awake
Doors still unopened, the past still not met,
the words like dead wings in the cage of my head
and when I try to get out, I drown in the lake
of my memories of painful things long gone,
fear for a future that's still unknown,
longing for places I could call 'home'
swallowing hard all the things I did wrong

And when will I reach
the bottom of the ocean,
the bottom of the sea,
the bottom of me?
When will I be free?

Here I am, thirsty for light under skin
Please let me in,
please let me in