Run before the sun sets
Over land and sea
Soft is a child’s mind
Mountains soon in darkness clad
Colours all in disarray
Red seems black
White shirts are floating
The boat is gone
Quietly, they are drowning
Yet thrown against the cliffs
Dead without being dead
Gone without being away
Ships that rescue men
Sailing across the unknown desert
Kiss the savage body
With a heart that no one can tame
Dead without being dead
Gone without being away