A shroud of comfort wraps itself around my troubled form
transporting me to other realms of peace I dearly crave
in need of finding refuge or some respite from the storm
I feel akin to tiny boats traversing giant waves

Transporting me to other realms of peace I dearly crave
I curl up like an embryo unwilling to be born
I feel akin to tiny boats traversing giant waves
and being tossed about while all my sails are ripped and torn

I curl up like an embryo unwilling to be born -
not unlike a frightened child on his first day at school -
and being tossed about while all my sails are ripped and torn
I'm so afraid...I'm so afraid! Why is this life so cruel?

Not unlike a frightened child on his first day at school
in need of finding refuge or some respite from the storm
I'm so afraid...I'm so afraid! Why is this life so cruel?
A shroud of comfort wraps itself around my troubled form...