Prophet of Doom — текст песни (Samples, The)

How can I pretend there`s no end sitting in this boat
All alone on the sea just something drifting by
I always will remain somewhat grim about the future
But here I can dream I`m floating by your house

And the water turns to gras and disappears

Somewhere out in space there`s a tree
With someone underneath seeking shade from their sun
That I can`t even see, I`d like to see their face
In alien moonlight but now all around, the sea begins to stir
I`m reminded where I am they disappear

A mile or two below solid ground is waiting for me now
At least I will return to what I`m made of
How can I pretend there`s no end sitting in this boat
All alone and the sea will swallow me
I always will believe we still have a future of some kind
But now floating to your door

Floating to your door and the water turns to grass
Floating to your door