歌词
I'm sending all the ships to sea
In the hope they'll fail
The tides divided and the sight of all the land has slipped away
The sight of mist, it eases me
I wonder what it holds in store
Oh, the loneliness set in before we raised the sail
It's all just castles in the air
So many words, but no belief
We seem to know what we are
But not what we may be
I'm sending all the ships to sea
In the hope that they'll fail me
The tides divided and the sight of all the land has slipped away
