And it ain't cool just to love someone
Encased in a capsule of loved and lost
A map that will guide you
And yet there is land now
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
A column of memories drags me back,
the wreck of our vessel all
And it's not the will but
Now that your voice is a memory
Let the flood take my body out to the sea
If I let the river grab hold of me
You might love what's lost
Cause we are young, we are free,
and there ain't no vessel
and there ain't no vessel that's carrying
Now that your voice is a memory
Let the flood take my body out to the sea
Out of the river, grab hold of me
Cause we are young, we are free
and there ain't no vessel