Shores of grey, realms of dust, their rattle and fuss
Are fading behind.
Let insects swarm in the ashes and waste,
I’ve made my mind

Bridge:

I am leaving the grey for the green [bad word]  [bad word] Now, it’s time, and I’m pulling up stakes 
You continue the game without me
I've cast off and I'm sailing away
To be drown in the emerald sea

Verse 2:
Down my anchors are cut, down my harbours are burnt 
I belong to the waves
I’m seeking for shelter serene in the woods 
Underneath the green haze

Bridge: 
So I'm leaving the grey for the green
I [bad word] the emptiness in
 [bad word] 
Now, it’s time, and I’m pulling up stakes 
You continue the game without me
I've cast off and I'm sailing away
To be drown in the emerald sea

No more pain, all my feelings are numb 
As I float in the thickness of green,
No more thoughts, they are nothing but hum 
I dissolve in the Sea of Trees
 [bad word] 
Now, it’s time, and I’m pulling up stakes 
You continue the game without me
I've cast off and I'm sailing away
To be drown in the emerald sea

No more pain, all my feelings are numb 
As I float in the thickness of green,
No more thoughts, they are nothing but hum 
I dissolve in the Sea of Trees