all dead sailors are back to the shores and the sea keeps weeping upon my shoes tell him there is nothing to lose tell him there is nothing to score anymore
watch your seagulls over my bed watch your people under my land it was to you a one-night stand your sailors can't be raised from the dead as i said
let the flood begin let the water cover my sin
i will see you soon when the winter turns into june i will see you soon both of us are out of the tune
nothing to lose nothing to gain
let the flood begin
so keep dancing to your siren's song she's been waiting for you for so long she won't let you down she will let you in let the flood begin