Do I have to let you go
And since when is it up to me
Lonely days go by slow
They take hold of your appetite
For anything more
Than the cold middle of the night
The speed of sound is so at ease
But it's needed for the wind to speak
The ruins tired of being weak
Oh we're eroded by the shore
A monolith not anymore
These white caps roll into me
Holding me
Let me go
Let me go