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