Thoughts Of Silk Video (MV)

As a sailor, I went to sea, sea, sea, without a flag, just a rag, I cannot stop in any port
And if I go down, I got shiverings of any sort, don't know where fate will lead me
We'll see, cause it's not easy as one, two, three
So who moved far away in a country ghost, without saying, there was not of his own
I've flown to where there's no language and no flag, for the sheer hell going on in my head
My land is water and it gets up and down, it lurks into the halt and fills up the ground
Floods the tank with me being Charon, soaks the wood and breaks the Aaron
If you go by sea, you know that very often I believe somewhere you have to stop necessarily
And it happens that you know a lot of people, but that does not mean you don't live in the same shithole
You would like to say hello, but you have forgotten how to
Bon soir, buenas tardes, buenas eras, how do you do
And sometimes it turns out the language is not you, but to have a listen stakes you for a fool
And the distance improves your sight, you really understand thinking every night
But is it worthwhile to be right
Is it worthwhile to be right