Alone, on the water, I lay.
Itโ€™s just me. Nothing to say.
Iโ€™ve been drifting all night
and day. I am drifting
out of sight. Iโ€™ll be alright.
This water has taken me
and pushed me to be
another man lost at sea.
I’m not lost; I’m just free.
I drift closer to the sun
and I begin to think –
Iโ€™m not the only one.