Ocean - Ásgeir

Now the waves hit high, days go by and then I

While passing time, I calmly walk the line.

And I’m hungry for patience

and some new relations.

I defy devotion

to the oceans motion.

Strange it seems to me, for such different reasons,

why my past beliefs, create this awful treason.

And I’m hungry for patience

and some new relations.

I defy devotion

to the oceans motion.

I make my own solutions

drawn from past conclusions.

So I long for patience

and some real relations.