I came to the coast to try out my wings and fly
But I flap on the ground afraid to touch the sky
Born on a flat land over a flat lake
And I move in straight lines
Far from the river and further from home
Stave off the darkness whither I roam
To be all the wiser and know who I am
I am afraid of the sea
So I stay on the land
But there are many mountains
I am a candle that stands on a stone
For all my light to see
But I stumble
And stutter
And mutter
And flutter
And flee
To be all the wiser and know who I am
I'm afraid of sea so I stay on the land
But there are many, many mountains