i have
  (no anchor)
i float .a.w.a.y.

the grasp (always out of reach)
  goodbye i say, goodbye
wish you well, you say,
wish you well

up here i drift
 am i safe again?
there are no ties,
try to teach me a lesson?
i lash
  o.u.t.

the theme, the theme they cry!
it is forever being
  searched/but
never uncovered

remain hidden
in the clouds
  a.l.w.a.y.s.
in the clouds
  f.o.r.e.v.e.r.

goodbye, i say,
  goodbye.