There is a treasure buried down under an island

You never tell where to find it

'Cause the past makes your heart feel sad

For moments you would have never had

But from time to time, you allow the hunt to start

Knowing the wooden chest is covered in saltpeter

And its iron is rustier than a horseshoe

Fragile as thin glass

Starting to read your insecurities and masked weaknesses

As if it was a map, knowing the red cross is far

The journey through water will be worth the time passed

Lungs full of hope that the box is filled with pure gold

But tired of the fact that the tide goes up and down

Making sure it's not an easy quest to dig the shovel

And realizing it will be fully hidden once again the morning after

People have limited patience

And you know it better than anyone

So, after these last sunsets, if I find your treasure

Don't force me to throw it off board

For I've lost many things

Hey, nothing feels the same

Hey, nothing feels the same

Hey, nothing feels the same

Without you, nothing feels the same