Song Description

Poignant, plaintive orchestrated folk-pop ballad with female vocal about being hopeful and finding one's way after a fall.

Lyrics

I'm drifting in the wake of empty dreams. There is no use in pretending. Even a caged bird will sing. Through the sound she finds hidden meaning.

Sometimes a pearl, gets lost in the sea of love. With no way out, no harmony - and so turns the world.

Down this path I stumble many times these voices trapped inside while we lay entwined. What we shared we'll always have. And with this end I paint a new beginning.

Sometimes a pearl can't find a way.
There's no where to go, no place to play - and so turns the world.

And in the silence of my bed. I look for comfort and some kind of rhyme.
How do you, how do you measure time?

Sometimes a pearl must find its way in the sea. Some place to grow in spite of me - and so turns the world.