Testo di Sea Knows When

Shy of blue getting through dodging pain from me and you it's my cave, my last ideal to put the bed out in the hall we're diving now we're plotting charts and finding faults we're making lists down in the vaults i have no angel to watch me fall sky of blue and i told you that i don't know how i should do i wrote it down, i threw it out now i find i'm left without and the sea knows when it's going to end