Black ink surrounds the one-man boat 
So far lost no destination in mind 
Searching for the light of land 
Seeking a guide to show him where to be 
With no life left in sight 
Reality is question 
Holding a cushion to save your life 
Drifting in a vast sea of people full of empty smiles 
Far ahead a soft light tossed in the pitching black 
You're losing once again