I took your hand and

And held it in my clutch

But it was never mine to hold

Your loving's something of a Midas touch

The ones you need you turn to stone Well sail on

Sail on, till you're gone

And then some

With all your broken pieces, pieces Well sail on

Sail on, till you're gone

And then some

With all your broken pieces, pieces And now you're spewing out those lonely lies

You say you'd change it all around

But you'll be gone again when the wind does blow

Oh sailor, another stake to claim with your

Flag upon the ground Oh, oh, sail on

Sail on, till you're gone

And then some

With all your broken pieces, pieces Well sail on

Sail on, till you're gone

And then some

With all your broken pieces, pieces Shatter the light, and let it go

Whatever time it'll take to break it

Burning out bright

And sounding the sirens Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on...