You can bring a horse to water
Where the grass is greener
Put a message in a bottle
When the surf is leaner
You can cull a pride of lions
With a keen hyena
Sink a fang into the flank of fiends
Whose teeth are meaner
You can cause yourself to falter
If you fail to listen
Bear the atlas on your shoulder
As your penance of sin
You can try to hide your troubles
In the tangle of sleep
Sheltered slumber under subtle
Souvenirs, bittersweet
But it won't drink, or grow
I know you know
The fool of you, your only foe
Or float, or foam
The road you've known
Your tread did not erode its stone
Or die, or bite
In sleep tonight
So Sisyphean stark a plight
Or shine
Align with asters fine
I wonder where in all am I
Adrift, astray
We lost our way
Our ship has sailed
Our sails abate
Our clock has struck, our time is nigh
It seems it's time to say goodbye
From overseas, I lift a sigh
Ask in the world, where am I?