I turn to myself,

don't know what I expect to find.

I look inside the prison cells,

the cement walls,

But all I see is water.

Water, water, water

I ain't nothing but water.

My dreams did eat my soul,

Inside, Outside,

Sideways and back again

they munched away.

They left no wounds

They made no scars,

They eat everything in sight.

Till I is not me.

And Me is not I.

Goodbye,

Fare thee well.

Lost,

Lost,

Lost,

Am I.