ice-spit-out:

I am alone, throwing stones to the dark ~ 
Thousand lights on a ship stern glow ~ 
Following my eyes ~ 
Before the dawn, all of us gone to their homes ~ 
Before the dawn, I will be far from this place ~ 

I am alone, watching birds flying above ~ 
With an empty map, with no thoughts in my head ~ 
I was watching them flying above ~ 
Before the dawn, seasons are changing too fast ~ 
Before the dawn, I will be far from this place ~ 

Northern Seaside by Motorama, from Alps.

underrated.