If I douse the din of my thoughts,

In this deafening lashing of the waves,

Set everything free and see what remains,

Would your voice still resound in my head again?

In you I will find all my answers, I had thought

Yet here I am, trying to find my anchor...

Rudderless then, rudderless now...

Was the idea of you better than you, I wonder!

I watch the sun go down along the horizon,

While carrying an avalanche of emotions; Trying to tame…

And just like that one, big wave breaks into many small waves,

Would my ego surrender too, and finally make a bargain?