***Where is my left?
Where is my right?
What is this mist that eclipses the light?
What are my bearings
And where is the sun?
I cannot go back
And I cannot sail on.
I am lost,
I am lost,
Will I ever be free
Of this fingerlike fog
On this mystery sea.***
Sep 30, 2014
Sep 30, 2014 at 10:12 PM UTC
***Where is my left?
Where is my right?
What is this mist that eclipses the light?
What are my bearings
And where is the sun?
I cannot go back
And I cannot sail on.
I am lost,
I am lost,
Will I ever be free
Of this fingerlike fog
On this mystery sea.***
