When a cat look at me, each eyes as an ocean
No question, just an old life tree
When a fish swimming out, hunting each bubble in sea
In the brain just a simple melody

When I search around me, i´m not gold, I´m empty
I´ll give my words to an old life tree
Bubbles are so round, there is no more meaning
I´ll give my words to an old life tree

Why? why? why?

When a bird fly away, by the lighthouse
Looking at the ship and starfish
Bubbles are so round, there is no more meaning
I´ll give my words to an old life tree

Why? why? why?