Alive in a sacred place I hear the laughing No sense in the fingers I smell you on the wind Unfolded like staircases Music is growing I thought you said heaven She's opening up for me Give me your hand, that I may bridge this barren land and try Let's strip ourselves of armour, let's make love tonight and try As if I had a choice to change the course And if I choose to go the way of the storm And every vessel here in this randomness Just seems to verify our unity And I can't remember before the storm or the ocean