Lyric

My soul Is sailing through the sea

But the past is heavy and hides me

The Past has crusted shells That hold

Harsh thorns that I see around my soul

The huge waves swallow me up

Feels like I'm in the high waves' rolls

Each barnacle cling and woke

It's like I'm hiding from my soul

Old Past let go

And drop me into the sea

I know these waves to set me free

Gotta catch the tide

The day to find

For my living but you are dead

Never look back, I strive ahead

Gotta catch the drift of the tide

Set me free to the days to find

Soul wreck

Now I gotta go with the wind

To trace my path of

The apple in the painting

Structure of your soul