I'm staring across the sea,
Of my own success and failure.
Seems like if I tried to drown,
I'd wash up on the beach.

You gotta be kidding me,
As if you hadn't noticed.
Don't give me that.

Turns out this beach,
Was really the desert.
I reach out to these countless mirages.
Still thinking they can be touched.

You think forty days and nights was tough?
Try walking that all your life.
I've lost my destination.
But I never had a beginning.