Every Day

Every day I'm waiting for a sign to take me To the place where it all began I see birds like omens flying down so low Looking for a dry place to land And I try to return To the place where I grew But it's so high above me now I can't pull myself through In the deepest ocean lies a seabed meadow Where the purest wildflowers grow Through a velvet forest sails a ship That drifted there A thousand years ago And I try to return To the place where I grew But it's so high above me now I can't pull myself through Every day I'm waiting for a sign to take me To the place where it all began