Iʼm a habit Youʼre some running joke Iʼm not worth repeating Youʼre fixed but not broke
But in that nothing To where I was led I searched for your reasons But found mine instead
I had my eyes wide open My mouth was dry I saw the sunlight choking On blackened skies And when the dark came crashing I was swallowed whole And in the moonlight flashing A diamond in the coal
Cursed are hands that Touched on your skin And cursed are the eyes That have seen where youʼve been But out of curses Old sailors were shown Thereʼs more than one wind to Carry you home
