Once there was an old ocean
Where anyone who saw it grew old with the sea
And we were terrified of water
And of all the sons and daughters no one dared to see

And on the banks of the coastline
I tracked a bleeding loved one
Whose blood was mingling
In the saltiest of waters
'Cause apparently they'd faltered, never again to be seen

"I tried", I cried
"I tried", I scried

"This old war-ship has wounds
and it won't sail for nothin'" an old sailor said to me
And I was foolish not to listen
And paid such close conviction at all the lies I believed

"But if you lend me some more labor
And you put your name on paper we just might catch a breeze"
We know now he was not a captain
Now, because of all my actions, I grow alone with the sea