I took your hand and
Held it in my clutch
But it was never mine to hold
You're loving something
Of a Midas touch
The ones you need
You turn to stone
Well sail on
Sail on, till you're gone
And then some
With all your broken pieces, pieces
Well sail on
Sail on, till you're gone
And then some
With all your broken pieces, pieces
And now you're spewing out
Those lonely lies
You say you've changed it all around
But you'll be gone again
When the winds blow
Oh sailor, another state to claim
With your flag upon the ground
Well sail on
Sail on, till you're gone
And then some
With all your broken pieces, pieces
Well sail on
Sail on, till you're gone
And then some
With all your broken pieces, pieces
Shed the light to let it go
Whatever time it'll take to break it
Burden out lives
And sound of Sirens
Sail on
Sail on
Sail on
Sail on
* Midas touch
* sound of Sirens