Ferra
Sitting in wonder of the sea and you.
We are here under the sky of blue.
Pounding the rocks of a foreign shore
It makes no difference if they happen to be yours.
Wond'ring what it's all about, Wond'ring what we're here for.
It's to see and nothing more.
Can I decide between the sea and you?
Rolling aside to the sea of you,
Warm wet mist from the sea's sweet breath,
It brings new life in the wake of d**h.
Standing on this isle of mine--Wond'ring what we're here for.
It's to see and nothing more.