wanted to Even if he wanted to Do you think he'll come back? Would he come back? Oh no, oh no, oh no Honey honey, out on the sea In the doldrums waiting
goes soft [Murs] Take a journey through the mind of a one of a kind Self-made motherfucker that's enjoying his time On land, on air, on mics and on sea
leaves the tears we cried have turned to sea the pain is taking over me please wipe away my tears of pain my tears of pain oh please god oh why, why
Gabriel blowing out its reveille the march of the saints and roll call in heaven far over the deep blue sea oh the morning light can be mistaken for the sundown oh
You are somewhere in my lands And you can find me deep and wait Find me deeper in your heart You are deep inside of me Together we'll... sea
all inside It's the wish to back down and hide Like the calm sea It's the haven of forces within Fly away, far away Oh, up this path I rode I was searching
and he fished the deep blue sea he home made some fine black berry nip and he'd always pass a nip onto me well he smelled like black-tarred fishing nets oh
beneath giving into somewhere under deep blue over land and sea we never knew a room with a view Oh, you and I between the earth and the sky Oh, you
be Close my eyes Thunders won't cease Crawling down to the edge I break down and weep Tears on the river deep Oh! Back to the sea Shout loud Moving
eyes Thunders won't cease Crawling down to the edge I break down and weep Tears on the river deep Oh! Back to the sea Shout loud Moving ahead Ride the
a ship And she sails the sea She's loaded deep, as deep can be But not so deep as the love I'm in I know not how I sink or swim Deep river My home is
of Oak, wind Do not throw us all aside The wild cold deep black ocean's waves As wide as sky above Carry us, oh, Gods of sea Don't take us down below
sea In the dead of night, alive in sleep I hear them calling me Them deep sea desperadoes Them midnight maelstrom freaks The cowboy of the sea So on
There was a country by the sea, but I cannot say for certain, whether it was part of a lonely isle, or merely some coastal region. A landing-stage of
likes to travel so deep into your space All the slow clouds pass us by Make the empire state look high As you take me in your sea-stained sweetness
captain and my crew I'm standing on the landing And there's no one there but me That's where you'll see me Looking out on the deep blue sea There's
I've got a ticket, no turning back My destination The sea of trouble, the land of pain You're sending me where it always rains Oh, reconsider, I'm begging
through deep seas Oh what a place to call home The current sings a ghostly tune Oh what a place to call home And I'll walk with the phantoms of the sea