It's like, without you. Finally, realizing that my eyes were too drawn, my heart too timid. Now that I stand alone, alone, The desert is mine to shine, And my ego can crumble. There is nothing but sun, There is nothing but storm, There is nothing but sand, And I crumble, I crumble, Breaking the shell to dust, We collapse in the witness, And I will meet you in the sand tides of this desert, And I will meet you in the wind of the Cherry blossoms, And I will sit with you again, In the sea And beneath the forest.
