all these years i'd forgotten how i longed for the sea the salty air, the wind in my hair it feels like a distant memory
riding the crest, on my loyal water-steed the shoreline lay as serene as could be the million sunsets we shared the crisp sting of the tides's rise and fall in our eyes
oh, the battles we fought the triumphs that we celebrated do you recall the bitter taste of defeat? our battle scars long faded now, the aftertaste remains yet more determined than ever before, we basked in the pain
the thousand natural shocks of senility whittle us down to the end of our wits. we've got one foot in the grave we're at the end of our wits.
i will always love you, my friend come death's door, i'll be by your side 'til the end don't weep for me now, my love i'll join you soon enough