[00:51.93]I'm peering through the wiper blades, the headlights blurred in driving rain[01:00.78]On the inky dusk of midnight blue, the black ships blow across the sky[01:09.69]The south-coast towns awash with ghosts and sailors tales and icy spray[01:20.10]And men gone off to foreign wars to stand beneath the tattered flags[01:25.11]Cast a wish and wish for far away[01:32.55]The statue stands in weathered stone gazing into the winter storms[01:40.44]Waiting for the unreturned[01:42.54]And I go this way alone and I'm happy to be here[02:12.03]The back roads run with gushing streams, fallen branches, blown leaves[02:20.94]I stood there in the graveyard lost beneath the dripping trees[02:29.85]The past it is a barren place of men condemned by their own hand[02:35.43]And all those faded possibilities[02:42.39]The shipwrecks lie in silence as the fish swim through sunken rooms[02:51.27]At the bottom of the sea, at the bottom of the sea[03:01.38]And I go this way alone and I'm happy to be here[03:22.92]Out beyond the neon mist and on into the deluge[03:26.88]Oblivion and darkness rushing in[03:32.25]For everything I've ever touched turned out to be so fragile[03:37.23]Crushed like shells beneath the shingle and the shifting sands[03:52.59]All of the strength that I have is bound in with the raging storms[04:02.07]Blowing out to sea[04:17.37]And I go this way alone and I'm happy to be here