Out of dust falls the glittering glass shards
They crack as they land hard on the cold floor
And I can only act by placing the right cards
To defeat the dealer on his own shore
Black jewels and milky pearls does the sea hold
Treasures beyond the farthest eye can see
But the tides are perilous so they told
And the path to victory is not free
To the sea I go with my net and crew
My eyes full with the dark grey of the ocean.
How I miss the feeling of sunshine and morning dew
But the tides and the riches call for a life of motion.
The sea, oh the sea, has brought me to here
The beast in the depths drying me of my youth
But the waters still call to me and the sky is still clear.
Tired I am from this long life of woe
Years and years have passed and still I remain
So long, so lost is my time, but I go
In search of treasures I wished to gain.
And here I stand in this life of broken glass,
The crash of the waves bringing be back to the past.
