Alone With The Sea (Vol. II)

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



So I cry, "I tried"

I cry as I scry...



"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 conscription at all the lies I believed



"But if you lent 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



And I've strangely become immune to the thought of seeing you

And the smell of cheap perfume with all the liquor I've consumed



There's no more beauty in this world

There's no more beauty in this world



Because I've strangely become immune to the thought of seeing you

And the smell of cheap perfume with all the liquor I've consumed



There's no more beauty in this...

There's no more beauty in this...

There's no more beauty in this world



Because I've strangely become immune to the thought of seeing you

And the smell of cheap perfume is just a ring around the moon.



There's no more beauty in this...

There's no more beauty in this...

There's no more beauty in this world



There's no more beauty in this...

There's no more beauty in this...

There's no more beauty in this world



"I tried", I cried

I tried

And i scried



There's no more beauty in this...

There's no more beauty in this...

There's no more beauty in this world