Testo The Near Distance

By the water, the ship waits,
To sail you down river, are you numb?
This is normal, because it is cold,
So cold, that the night has frozen still,
“Come and board the ship”, they say,
“You will float into unconsciousness,
Under the blinding moonlight”.
This light from near distance,
This light from near distance.

Onward move into the state,
You want to be in,
It is here, this is the state,
This is the state,
This is the state,
It is here and only here.

When this river ends, no one knows,
But you feel the wind blowing cold,
And your eyes wake in the hour of darkness,
After your heart had been pounding fast,
And you can finally rest as you've wanted to.