those sailors came again tonight they measured everything in sight they took the last peace of my mind i'm fading back into the sea you won't even hear me breathe it takes a step and then it dies every time you want a story i come off so drunk and boring we've wasted the idea of the sun you ought to catch the light and run you have to blame someone those sailors came again tonight they measured everything in sight they took the last peace of my mind every time you want a story i come off so drunk and boring and a promise you to tell the truth i promise you to tell the truth