In the ashtray I'll dump another piece of sorrow, as the night fades in
With the water I'll wash the face I know, as the days comes in
Tomorrow I'll be a better man, with this silenced new profound
But my arms are holding nothing, within my bounds
This mess thats on my table, is more than I can stand
That noise outside my window, is driving me insane
I must escape to the ocean, swim this grief away
As the shore clears in, I can feel as calm as before
When I had nothing on my mind
But that feeling inside, that's something is missing
The sand and the tide, something is missing