Where the Black Waves Break

So what if it's too late
To break the silence with noise?
The winds come sharp and hungry
Reality's reaping voice

So what if no one's there?
So what if the Sun is gone?
The shore is black and freezing
Like abandonment drawn long

The lighthouses are dead
And the boats have lost the north
Still the waves keep speaking
Still the dark calls me forth

This is my home
Where the black waves break
This is my place
Where the cold winds ache

Here I remain
In sweet solitude
Ocean of my land
Sky of my heart

So what if it is salt
Like tears, like the sea?
Less than this
Could never matter to me

This is what I am
What I was, what I'll be
A monochrome dream
Drowning beautifully

The lights are gone
The vessels drift alone
No map, no flame
No way back home

This is my home
Where the black waves break
This is my place
Where the cold winds ache

Here I remain
In sweet solitude
Ocean of my land
Sky of my heart

Painted on a forgotten canvas
Torn from the cradle
A dream without color
Still painfully faithful

Torn since birth
Stained by the tide
I wear the silence
Like a second sky

This is my home
Where the black waves break
This is my place
Where the cold winds ache

Here I remain
In sweet solitude
Ocean of my land
Sky of my heart

A monochrome dream
On a torn canvas

Still I remain
Where the waves collapse