Cannonballs Ricochet around the room I hurry home to lick my wounds I stumble home to Oceanear A nightingale Sat above my mother's tomb Twilight in the afternoon I stumble home to Oceanear Not far from here On some other Eco zone The crocuses are still in bloom I stumble home to Oceanear Yeah And I am free I'm soaring on a thermal wind I'm learning how to shed my skin I made it home to Oceanear