Snitches Get Stitches

(альбом: Severed Ties - 2008)

I can say firmly;
none of them knew the colour of the sky (colour of the sky)...
imagine if we were lost at sea;
not a single lip would move, to reveal the stars to me.
I am so... I am so... I am so... I am so... I am so
I am so lost amongst a sea of desperation
that these milky clouds fail to shine their light
on the path I know I'm meant to take.
the path I know I'm meant to take.

Loose lips sink ships and where were you when the sun went down
and our bows filled with lies?
Loose lips sink ships and where were you when the stern broke in two?
I was left with nothing to hold onto.

No one knew the colour of the sky,
no one knew where, or how, or why
cement my thoughts to my ankles and cast me overboard
the liar, the wretch, the failed.
Cement my... Cement my... Cement my... Cement my
Cement my failures throw me overboard;
I'll stare skyward try to remember that, I don't blame them.
I don't blame them... I don't blame them... I don't blame them... I don't blame them

Loose lips sink ships and where were you when the sun went down
and our bows filled with lies?
Loose lips sink ships and where were you when the stern broke in two?
I was left with nothing to hold onto

They could never see the true colour of the sky...
wistful and lonely, caught on my own
my sky is the only, my sky, oh so lonely.