Fills your eyes with glass
The metal on stone
Visions of the past
Engraved to the bone

We dive beneath the lake
As swans cast from lead
Filled with a mariner’s grace
We bury our dead

Until they find you out
You will be without love
There’s nowhere to go
You will be without love

Until they find you out
You will be without love
There’s nowhere to go
You will be without love