The light is fading fast like a photograph turning gray.

I said the light is fading fast just like an old film turning gray.

I’m framing all my heartaches just to watch them drift away.

I read the lines upon my palm but the stars don't tell me why.

Lord I read the lines upon my palm but the stars won't tell me why.

There’s a cold wind in the rigging and a storm cloud in the sky.

There’s a cold wind in the rigging and a storm cloud in the sky.

I’m gonna sail across the silence where the river meets the sea.

I’m gonna sail across the silence where the river meets the deep blue sea.

Leaving all these broken shadows where they can’t catch up to me.

Leaving all these broken shadows where they can’t catch up to me.