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...