Lost at Sea
In an attic room where I came to know you
Lone mattress adorning the floor
I turn and see you, notice your French perfume
That lingered as you closed the door
The shadows they crawled across pale, white-washed walls
That covered the layers of time
Smoke trailed from your lips, hand-rolled cigarette tips
Slowly revealed your coy smile
The guitar on the floor rang out suspended chords
A melody lilting and low
Light danced on your breasts as you slowly undressed
It seems like a lifetime ago
The older I get, the less that I change
The shorter the years, but the longer the days
My body becomes another empty space
Drowning in oceans with forgotten names
Fingers painted blue, a most colorful hue
Matching the dress that you wore
Hands caressed your hips and your soft, fragrant lips
You would be mine then, you swore
From the coasts of Spain, Paris, Denmark, Da Nang
We came to know so many worlds
It's not hard to see we shared lifetimes, it seems
But now comes the cold light of dawn
Reflections abound in this desolate town
Memory fades fast as she came
Old ghosts speak to me through the winds and the trees
Dead leaves on the ground trace your name
Dead leaves on the ground trace your name
Dead leaves on the ground trace your name...
The older I get, the less that I change
The shorter the years, but the longer the days
My body becomes another empty space
Drowning in oceans with forgotten names
In the cold night if your thoughts turn to me
My lonely ship, well, it's still
Lost at sea
Lone mattress adorning the floor
I turn and see you, notice your French perfume
That lingered as you closed the door
The shadows they crawled across pale, white-washed walls
That covered the layers of time
Smoke trailed from your lips, hand-rolled cigarette tips
Slowly revealed your coy smile
The guitar on the floor rang out suspended chords
A melody lilting and low
Light danced on your breasts as you slowly undressed
It seems like a lifetime ago
The older I get, the less that I change
The shorter the years, but the longer the days
My body becomes another empty space
Drowning in oceans with forgotten names
Fingers painted blue, a most colorful hue
Matching the dress that you wore
Hands caressed your hips and your soft, fragrant lips
You would be mine then, you swore
From the coasts of Spain, Paris, Denmark, Da Nang
We came to know so many worlds
It's not hard to see we shared lifetimes, it seems
But now comes the cold light of dawn
Reflections abound in this desolate town
Memory fades fast as she came
Old ghosts speak to me through the winds and the trees
Dead leaves on the ground trace your name
Dead leaves on the ground trace your name
Dead leaves on the ground trace your name...
The older I get, the less that I change
The shorter the years, but the longer the days
My body becomes another empty space
Drowning in oceans with forgotten names
In the cold night if your thoughts turn to me
My lonely ship, well, it's still
Lost at sea
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Writer(s): Michael Mcmahon
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