My thoughts seemed to be true,
when I wake up in the sand..
When I close my eyes,
my lips are tasting the salt,
the salt stays forever in my mind..
When I open my eyes,
I live my real time again
and my feet sinks into the sea..
Out of the pocket from my hoodie,
the necklace falls down on the sand..
The little gleamy cross felts weightless in the palm of my hand..
The necklace leads me to the ways,
through every storm..
Maybe I will be lost again at the break of dawn,
but the necklace finds me again..
And I know: I found my hope in faith again!