Paroles: The Thief of Always. Sunken Hearts.

I head down to the bank of the river,
hoping to see your boat sail in.
It's come to my attention,
that those sails will never see waters again.
The last time that I saw you,
your battles were all but won.
For now, the sun will guide you.
You know, you're the last one that I'll love.
My heart sank on that morning
that they told me you'd not return.
The pain my heart could never abandon.
To cope, I'll never learn.

The day you set to sea,
I recall quite vividly.
You said, "Give my your hand and I'll promise to return,
only to hold it once again..."

Your eyes that shade of blue
that the sky would give anything to be.
That voice that spoke those words, so eloquent,
will haunt me all my days.
Some days I sit and wonder
if these stories aren't so true,
and that if I keep following the shoreline,
it'll lead me back to you.

I wake the day to the thought of your existence,
only to fall victim of dolefulness.
Those red wine lips I'll never kiss again,
and that, I'll surely miss...

"...And on that fateful morning that they find me motionless,
may they know that my hearts been swept out
and dragged down to that ungrateful depth.
I'll take the words I meant to say,
all the lies of dreamt of living.
It'll all drown in the bay with the sorrows of day."