All but drained of motivation
Scarlet stains on just washed hands
What remains are best intentions
Like a steady rain from a clear blue sky

Rockabye Oh, sweet sensation
Any lie can be justified
In a mind that can't stand facing
Being tied to what it's left behind

Some days are oceans
Some days

And a soul that's soothed by motion
Looses hold and drifts astray
For to roam in constant search of
A place called home
Where it could never stay

Some days are Oceans
Some days are a man at sea
Some days are Oceans
Some days