Floating like driftwood
Enslaved by the sea
Resolutely refusing to die
Without amnesty

He's tossed by the waves
He's all out of flares
Nobody saves
Nobody cares
Dehydrated lips speak words of despair
In unanswered prayer

Amidst a sea of words (amidst a sea of words)
He only hears the sound of sea birds
Who only whisper of a world beyond the waves
And all those points of light (all those points of light)
The gently winking stars of night
Not out of sight but still his eyes are glazed

And though his eyes perforate the horizon
He still can't find escape from his world
He lifts his head in unwanted motion
But he can't see himself tonight
Just broken starlight
And waves

Stupid yet headstrong
She stands on the beach
She's calling his name out
But he doesn't hear her voice from where
His vessel so small
Boat's bullied by waves
To nowhere at all
Dehydrated lips speak words of despair
In unanswered prayer

Amidst a sea of words (amidst a sea of words)
He only hears the sound of sea birds
Who only whisper of a world beyond the waves
And all those points of light (all those points of light)
The gently winking stars of night
Not out of sight but still his eyed are glazed

Keep calling his name
Keep calling perhaps he'll hear you
Keep calling his name
Maybe now he's not the one

The one who's exiled from the world of you and me
The one who can't be reached, the one who's lost at sea
The one whose social skills have gone to atrophy
The one who drifts apart, the one who's lost at sea
The one who's lost at sea . . .

Floating like driftwood . . .