The Gates of the Ocean

I am the gypsy once again
Wandering at the moon's soul
I sail the sea of frozen thoughts

The heights and depths are both my home
The faces of strangers and the lost bystreets
And darkness' whispering, I have known them all

My memory is a shipwreck ceremony
I burnt all my ships behind me
For I long to be innocent once again

But I will open the gates of the ocean
To free the flowers with ever changing colours
And to bring back the river no one imagines