Lightning falls from the sky
Like nothing I've ever seen
I wonder if I'm getting there
Or staying in between
This ship won't hold much longer
Water's getting in
Soon beautiful nature will show
Its ruthlessness within
The flare gun shoots a shooting star
Of reddish distant hope
Dreaming of a helicopter
Or a fellow boat
Floating like a bottle
With unfinished words inside
Waiting for the rescue
Or at least a kinder tide
Thor is striking his anvil
Gust of a thousand red windmills
The cold takes hold of my bones
But I'll find my way back home
In the darkest night sky
Bokeh lights come towards me
I find my strength again
In a long sigh of relief
Spinning rotors of salvation
They throw a rope ladder to the sea
I can't wait to see once again your lovely eyes of green