On the sea

Out of the sea we'd be forgiven
our bodies stark the spirit living
Wouldn't you like to know
how far you've got left to go.

Somebody's tried nobody made you
it's not what you stole it's what they gave you
in or out you go
in your silence your soul.

Would you rather go unwilling
the heart is full and now it's spilling
Barreling down the steps
only a moment left.

In hind of sight no peace of mind
where you begin and I'm defined
daughter of unconscious faith
time will tell in spite of me...
In hind of sight no peace of mind
where it begins and we'll be fine
shadows bend and suddenly
the world becomes
and swallows me
yeahhhhhhhh
yeahhhh...

Whistle to a friend
gentle till the end
anyway, in a name
she takes shape
just the saaame...