Riding the waves to oblivion
On tears that've
Reached, one zillion

Upon a tidal wave, way high
My back
Against the cold, gray sky

Surfing away from lands behind
Into a place
That won't remind

Of all the things I can not change
Of every pain
That still remains

I'll go and find myself an island
Away from mainland
And from highland

I think I'll go and stay a while
There in
That quiet, vast exile

Just stay there and recuperate
A place where I
Can just escape

I'll come back in a year or two
No...maybe when
My heart's renewed

So tranquil and oblivious
Not hearing
Squalls, delirious

Don't want to know what's on the news
Don't want to feel
Those same old blues

Unending deaths
Polygamy,
These mouths that drip with bigotry

Awake me when the wars are through
The skits and squabbles
Yeah, those too

Riding the waves to oblivion
On tears that've
Reached, one zillion