Moremoney - Elizabeth

09. elizabeth 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