Northern Seaside - Motorama

I am alone throwing stones to the dark

A thousand lights on a ship's stern glow

Following my eyes

Before the dawn all of us gone to their homes

Before the dawn I will be far from this place

I am alone watching birds flying above

With an empty map with no thoughts in my head

I was watching them flying above

Before the dawn seasons are changing too fast

Before the dawn I will be far from this place