Spocks Beard. Octane (Bonus CD). Of The Beauty Of It All. Zeneszám

I'm drifting on the water
Far out from the land
Moving throug my memories
As I try to understand

If I wake tomorrow wiser
Or it's time to shed my skin
And let go of a lifetime
That I can't have back again

All the love we leave behind

All the work we leave undone
All the words we leave unspoken
All the things we won't become

But there's little I would change
In the live that I recalled
If I could paint a picture
Of the beauty of it all