Text: Jamie Woon. Mirrorwriting. Waterfront.

I decided to go out
And breathe in the air I was made for
There were 10.000 greys in the sky
Not a single soul around
Seems no one likes to be rained on
Seens no one likes to be rained on

Come and flow wherever it takes you
Come on and flow

And on the waterfront I walked
The water was moving so graceful
I felt all of my fears fall away
And I sar down and closed my eyes
The sound on the breeze was my cradle
The sound on the breeze was my cradle

Come and flow wherever it takes you
Come on and flow

I decided to go out
And breathe in the air I was made for