Torn up and tattered, we fly at mid -staff,
so hang us halfway up the highest mast.
Wrecked and abandoned, we have lost all hope,
all faith was gone, but we swallowed up.
Oh, there's miles and miles of water
I'm sorry for making you think
That I would let you down
too weak to loosen our grasp
And we're not moving any steps
The ocean is haunting, unforgiving at night
So we dug in deep, just to make it see
We will never see tomorrow
We will never see the light of
I am sorry for making you think that I
would let you drown while our boat sinks
And I am telling you, no,
I am promising that I won't let you down
Defeated, but not yet broken
Unstable, but not outspoken
Defeated, but not yet broken
Understand, I'm not outspoken
De feated, I'm not dead and broken
More than these shattered bones we carry
I am sorry for making you feel bad
That I won't let you down