Amit Erez and The Secret Sea - 3 lyrics

I am three In my mother's arms By the base there's a sea Sand hills, orange skies Counting paratroopers As they sail the air High above in the clouds Paratroopers sailing in the air We stand in the backyard And watch them float away And I send my weary eyes Closer to the shore And I see the waters flow Closer to the door And I'm waiting for the hour Waiting for a war To take me far away from home And break me like an accident