Testo Sail on

To my brother pascal

I am reading your words
Like a massage in a bottle
My stormy eyes wash them out
I am wrestling with the past
I hear a voice in the distance
I try to put your name on You don´t know what you´ve got
Till it´s gone, you´re gone, you´re gone

Sail on, sail on
Now you´re on you´re own
Sail on, sail on
I´m waiting here alone

I am sleeping awake
I´m my own companion
A glimpse of you on my bed
Keeps me hanging on and on

Sail on, sail on
Now you´re on you´re own Sail on, sail on
I´m waiting here alone

Days and night passing by
Like foaming waves in water
They all seem quite the same
Illusions heal my pain

Sail on, sail on
Now you´re on you´re own
Sail on, sail on
I´m waiting here alone