Eilera - Aquarius

I know a man who loves big waves
They answer to the waves of his soul
which he hides under a surface
of gentle calm, like an ocean roaring
under the surface of a lake ..
with waves,
that a harbour can’t contain
Sitting on the cliff above it I’m watching, feeling
The ocean in me echoing to his, echoing to his

He wants to be polite and do the right thing
His weakness is his will to please
He can’t handle guilt
He lets his wife’s anger crash on him, silently
While inside him an ocean is roaring
with waves,
that a harbour can’t contain
Sitting on the cliff above it I’m watching, feeling
The ocean in me echoing to his, echoing to his

Who can change their nature?
One can only pretend for a while
He whips himself, says he is a bad guy
Steps away from the edge, walks on the safe ground
Just long enough so she won’t take his son from him
But inside, an ocean, is roaring …
with waves,
that a harbour can’t contain
Sitting on the cliff above it
I’m watching, feeling
The ocean in me echoing with his
Echoing with his