Balligomingo New World
My withering dreams
are clouds in the sky
formless memories shaped by the wind
whispering fears that follow me
reflecting faces I'll see till the end
crystal blue clear water invites me
memories fade I jump in
enduring the tide and the pound of the ocean
I'm carried by waves from my sin
wishing on my star
feels like floating home
on and on
holding on to some night sky
won’t drag me down
a brand new world to try
again
looking now
I see
everything
your light in the night
from the stars is what I see
and in with faith my feet hit the ground
I know that they hold my memories tightly
somewhere they'll never be found
holding on to some night sky
won’t drag me down
wishing on my star
holding on to some night sky
on and on
