those sailors came again tonight

they measured everything in sight

they took the last peace of my mind

i'm fading back into the sea

you won't even hear me breathe

it takes a step and then it dies


every time you want a story

i come off so drunk and boring


we've wasted the idea of the sun

you ought to catch the light and run

you have to blame someone

those sailors came again tonight

they measured everything in sight

they took the last peace of my mind


every time you want a story

i come off so drunk and boring


and a promise you to tell the truth

i promise you to tell the truth