Blind are the many
proud are the few
you can see the bombs bursting
feel the heat
but what can you do
It’s a treacherous world
and it’s tried and it’s true
that these treacherous tides
will carry us back to the blue
Pick up the pieces
we’ll start from scratch
this ship of fools will need a mast
Light up your lanterns
lick the salt from your wounds
and we’ll sail 'til dawn my friends
by the light
of the moon
So many kings
with their thrones up on high
a stones throw from the masses
who continue to cry
it’s a treacherous world
and it’s tried and it’s true
that these treacherous times
will carry us back to the blue
Pick up the pieces
we’ll start from scratch
this ship of fools will need a mast
Light up your lanterns
lick the salt from your wounds
and we’ll sail 'til dawn my friends
by the light
of the moon